Time to Catch Up BFG’s

My life, baseball, and New York, seemed to intersect in 1978. I was only 6 years old when we moved there, and we only lived there for three years, but baseball was a big part of my life there. I went to my first baseball game, a New York Yankee's game there. At the game, … Continue reading Time to Catch Up BFG’s

Heads Up BFG’s

Like, the scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz, I've always been looking for my brain. It's there, I know, but it always seems to betray in my moment of need. Sure, it keeps me alive, is the central hub for figuring out how to walk, talk, breathe and how to write scorchingly funny, yet deeply … Continue reading Heads Up BFG’s