Matt BeckerI took the same picture every time I rode by on my bike, April through OctoberOct 29, 2017Oct 29, 2017
Matt BeckerWalking the Powderhorn 24Powderhorn 24 is a 24 hour community ride that takes place in the Powderhorn neighborhood of Minneapolis. The route is a five mile loop and…Jul 8, 2017Jul 8, 2017
Matt BeckerSt. Patrick’s Day and My Uncle MikeOn St. Patrick’s Day I always think about my mother’s brother, my uncle, Leslie Michael Fultz, or just “uncle Mike” as I knew him. This is…Mar 17, 2017Mar 17, 2017
Matt BeckerI finished writing my novel. Now what?Last night, after seven months of writing and 81,000 words, I was able to type that magical phrase: “The End.”Feb 9, 2017Feb 9, 2017
Matt BeckerEverything okay?(Note: I wrote this about a year ago but never posted it.)Jan 19, 2017Jan 19, 2017
Matt BeckerThe Last FallHe turned the key in the lock for the final time. His wife was waiting in the running car. There was no snow and the grass was brown and…Oct 20, 2016Oct 20, 2016
Matt BeckerI am now older than my father ever wasAs of today, I am older than my father ever was. Every moment that passes now will be a moment that he never had. He is forever frozen as a…Sep 4, 2016Sep 4, 2016
Matt BeckerNorth of the Bridge (Part 1)The best days were the days when I would wake up and the lake would be still as glass. These were the days when we could go out on the…Jul 31, 2016Jul 31, 2016
Matt BeckerOld, Glorious TreeThe arborist’s best guess was that it was planted the year our house was built. 1950. Our 900 square foot post-war house with the fireplace…Jul 18, 2016Jul 18, 2016