by mike | Jul 13, 2020 | Aging, Baseball, California, Death, Life, Uncategorized |
It’s July already, and this freaking coronavirus shows no sign of letting up. Truth be told, it’s only getting worse, and with no vaccine in sight it appears that we’re in this for the long haul. Jacqueline and I are still doing fine, and as I’ve said before, we are...
by mike | Mar 30, 2020 | Baseball, Basketball, Life, Uncategorized |
I’m writing this on what should have been Opening Day for Major League Baseball in general, and my San Diego Padres in particular. (Not to mention the start of the Sweet Sixteen round of the NCAA basketball tournament. Crap!) “Safe At Home” should mean Fernando Tatis...
by mike | Oct 6, 2014 | Aging, Baseball, Death, Life, Uncategorized, Writing |
My dad, Murray Sirota, passed away at age fifty-nine in 1969, when I was just a mere slip of a lad—more or less. We knew it would happen; a couple of months earlier he’d been diagnosed with inoperable lung cancer, the end result of a lifetime of cigarette smoking, and...
