Ever find yourself, on a Sunday morning driving to a ridiculous location with a sleep-deprived family in tow, mumbling these words “Am I out of my f$#k’ing mind?” Then, two hours later standing on the sideline of some youth athletic field watching and listening to seemingly normal people turn a 9 year old’s travel soccer game into a live version of Lord of the Flies, thus confirming that “yes, I am out of my f$#k’ing mind.” Yeah, me to. 17 more words
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By Keith Landry
I was sixteen years old when the dream died.
Digging new divots in North Reading High School’s bone-dry batter’s box, I’d convinced myself that if I just shortened up on the bat I could rip the pitcher’s best fastball into right field. 1,090 more words
My wife and I left our first child at college this weekend. We’re not alone – thousands of parents will do the same thing in the coming months, and millions more have done it before us – but it feels like we’re alone. 550 more words
Back when I was a kid in the 70s, parents who wanted to share their child’s success clipped something from the local paper and stuck it on the fridge or they took a picture and put it in a scrapbook. 634 more words