A crushing discovery, but I still get a pass

I lost my work ID last week, complete with the lanyard that goes around my neck and my library card that also hangs upon it. Seeing that I work at the Liverpool Public Library, that presented a problem. No, I did not want anybody checking out books, DVDs or CDs under my name. Or getting…

Mister Met, lost and found

I noticed it with a feeling. Mister Met was calling me from afar, the little guy from the front of my blue baseball cap, the one my dear wife Karen bought for me on our trip this season to watch our favorite team play at Citi Field. And sure enough, my latest favorite hat was…

If you’re lucky, found really does follow lost

The universe talked directly to me this week. I was open to its lesson. Let’s call it “They Were Lost and Now They’re Found.” It starts with a vest finding its way back to Syracuse from Canada and ends with a blanket making the journey from Syracuse back to Georgia. Sit back and enjoy. We…