Journalism

A Good Man

For as long as I can remember, on my parents’ basement wall there’s been a simply framed one-page handwritten letter. The paper is a light…

Sending a Message

The school board chose to send a message. That message was that the health and continuity of the football team is more important than the health and safety of young women in that community.

When future anthropologists point to the moment that American sports fully…

I Don’t Belong Here

I am an intruder.

I was near the back of a small Elks lodge in Barre, Vermont, nearly a thousand miles from home — -might as well have been a million. An audience of Canadian and New England racers listened respectfully as legendary TV announcer Ken Squier spoke of…

Picture Too Perfect

Guy snaps his neck in racing accident, fights back from comas, paralysis, death itself, miraculously regains mobility, and, against every odd there is, drives a race car again. That story contains some larger significance, some poetic closure, right? I mean, it’s got to. He’s conquered…