There is a real desire in every human being to be approved. Everyone wants to believe they matter. And even though we say we don’t care what people think, we constantly give them the authority to validate who we are. As a result, we orchestrate…
Seasons bring with them a specific set of sights, smells, and sounds that are as rich as the memories they contain. For me, Springtime always rekindles a fond recollection of Hugh MacRae Park in my hometown of Wilmington, North Carolina. The…
Night has fallen and bright lights illuminate the field before me. Beyond them, the dark of night. The stands are filled with family, friends and fans cheering the two crosstown rivals facing off in the season finale. I stand in…
Baseball was a way of life. Between my brother and I playing, Mom running the concession stand, and Dad coaching and umpiring, Winter Park Optimist was our second home. I can still hear the cheers from the sidelines, smell the freshly…
