I find a pile of old family photos, and here come the memories

I found a bounty of photographs I didn’t even know I had yesterday. I’ve been thinking that my sisters, Fran and Dory, were the keepers of the really good stuff. Apparently there were plenty of Kodak moments to go around. There’s been a volume somebody at sometime put together for me, hiding in a never-used…

This guy Beels has heard lots of nicknames

I called my buddy KP. That’s short for Kingpin, a nickname he was given three decades ago. And as we golfed virtually, ate burgers and drank drafts, KP called me Beels. That’s a nickname that’s stood through decades, too. But it certainly wasn’t my first nickname. When I was of soft-cereal age, there used to…

Virtually time for the Masters

Kingpin and I stepped up to the first tee at Augusta National last night. The fairway on the screen was green as can be in the golfing booth in OptiGolf. For our second virtual golf session between real rounds here in Syracuse, N.Y., my best friend and I decided to choose the computer rendering of…

Do you suffer from a broken bracket picker?

The Monday after the first frantic weekend of the NCAA Tournament has arrived. Filling out your bracket last week you envisioned a puffed-out chest as you boasted about how brilliant your picks were. Oh, you’d brag at work for sure, each and every time the subject of the tournament came up. You’d quickly volunteer how…