At 5:30 last Saturday morning, parents of kids in Crew stirred them awake, and we drove them to the river in the dark. Fog was rolling over the river. We couldn’t see our hands in front of our faces. There was the sound of metal clanking as teams of volunteers drove stakes into the ground [...]
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On Sundays, we have two soccer games, that are usually back-to-back. Funny, how two simple one-hour games seem to eat the whole Sunday. Probably because the games are right smack in the middle of the day. Sometimes the older two boys are out on the fields, reffing their little brother’s games. This park is surrounded by [...]
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This weekend, we pulled out the dust-covered, felt-covered football stadium my son created six years ago as part of his biography project. Before he took it to the curb, I asked him to leave it on the dining room table so that I could take a photo of it. “You already did that mom.” “No… [...]
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Those baseball games, the double-headed tournaments, high-fly catches and the whitewashed uniforms came with a price — entire Saturdays lost. The price my brother paid with his own boys, years before I had children of my own. While he loved those games, I swore them off, unable to comprehend how a child could make anyone [...]
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