Short stories and photos shared with humor and love
My husband Vince and I were "just friends" when we started playing co-ed pickup basketball games almost 40 years ago and we relied on a simple, effective game plan. He roamed the perimeter and fired me passes under the hoop and I, recognizing the timidity of macho ballers reluctant to guard a girl, would put [...]
She's a little rickety when she plays the game, just like me. August bees fly out of her backboard when someone banks a shot, and they dare all comers with their swarming D. Still, she sits regally (though not regulationally) atop a driveway court that slants steeply to the street. And, oh the stories she [...]