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Dad’s 100th birthday

Today is my Dad's 100th birthday. Well, not really, but that's what I call it. You see, growing up, whenever I'd ask my old man how old he was, he's answer, "One hundred years old." As a kid, it never occurred to me to question anything my parents told me. As a kid, I also didn't get sarcasm. (I … Continue reading →

Under pressure

Boy, we had planned everything out so well for the wedding that I was certain that these last few days would be calm and relaxed; they are anything but.  Lots of last minute errands, lots of people in town, running around.  I can barely catch my breath.  Not in a bad … Continue reading →

Yankees/Orioles game

We were up around 8 AM and actually got to laze around for a while this morning. We watched most of Charles Osgood's Sunday morning show on CBS, which is one Sunday morning program that I enjoy. Around 10:45, Dad and I hopped in the car and headed up to Camden Yards for the Yankees/Orioles game. … Continue reading →