I have no idea what a Hoya is, but I'll ring it out with the best of them. My husband and I graduated from Marquette 25 years ago and, still, when we step on that campus we feel like we're still 22. The trick is to avoid mirrors and to surround yourself with similarly aged [...]
Month: February 2012
A sweet, sweet holiday
Cupid, with his chubby cheeks and cherub-who-ate-the-bon-bonsmile, would have approved of the way Molly and I celebrated Valentine's Day this year. Molly set the tone by whipping up a batch of cherry pie cookies for her friends and generously offering Vince and me the misshapen but still tasty leftovers. Breakfast. I picked her up from [...]
What so proudly we hailed
On four occasions a performance of the National Anthem genuinely, memorably moved me. The first happened in 1991, ten days after the Gulf War launched. A Black Hawk helicopter flew over us as my sisters, my Dad and I made our way into Tampa Stadium. The well publicized fact that this would be the first [...]
From Burns with love and lang syne
Molly and I received our first fan letter yesterday and it came to us all the way from Burns, a small logging town in Eastern Oregon. The town is named for national Scottish poet Robert Burns and we have visited it twice because Molly's Aunt Sharon, who wrote us the letter, lives there. While we've [...]
Clyde Crashcup, his kazoos and Lombardi too
My Dad and his good friend and teammate Henry Jordan shared more than just a spot on an historic defensive line. They also shared a love of family and ice cream. A defining moment of those twin loves happened on a Green Bay street more than 40 years ago. The two men walked with their [...]