You can always tell who’s a baseball fan in late September. It’s the guy who shows up at work rather bleary-eyed from staying up late
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A lazy summer day.
Summers in Wisconsin don’t last very long–it’s said we have nine months of winter and three months of bad snowmobiling–but when they do arrive, they’re
Brothers in the Empire State, part 1.
I have two younger brothers, and we all grew up together in Wisconsin before going our separate ways, as siblings almost always do. I stayed
Do nice guys really finish last?
On the first Saturday of September, two nice guys failed to achieve what they wanted on the football field. One of them I had recently
A Strenuous Writer's Life 