Recently, I wrote about my son playing basketball, a journey that may end with alley-oops but more importantly being a good person. The unfortunate side of youth sports – for parents – is time. Time spent driving to and from practice, time spent at practice, time washing and drying clothes and trying to find lost equipment. Kid sports activity leaves much less time for adult things like not eating a meal over the sink. If you do travel sports, it’s worse. Your life is no longer your own. Say goodbye to your wallet and hobbies. Your life belongs to an AAU coach who will never bench his son no matter how many times he strikes out to end the inning.
What a treat to read your observations about being a dad. You make those simple everyday events come alive and allow us to relive similar events in our own lives. Your piece made me miss my dad. Thanks, Joe.
Wow, I did not realize going to Dunkin Donuts could be so fun. What an adventure and imagination you are able to share with the twins. Loved this.
Yes, your honor, my imagination.
What a treat to read your observations about being a dad. You make those simple everyday events come alive and allow us to relive similar events in our own lives. Your piece made me miss my dad. Thanks, Joe.
Thank you. Something specifically memorable about fun times spent with dads. Probably need to write about that at some point.
That is one of the best stories I’ve ever read….and I’m sorry I never thought of it!
Never too late to do a heist!