Eulogy for a hero
Dearly Beloved– We are gathered here today to celebrate the life and the death of the reputation of Jay LaPlante, a/k/a Manslaughter. Few reputations lived so fully, so completely, so …
Dearly Beloved– We are gathered here today to celebrate the life and the death of the reputation of Jay LaPlante, a/k/a Manslaughter. Few reputations lived so fully, so completely, so …
When you live most of the time on a bicycle you see things you would not see in a car. This is usually a function of necessity by which I …
I rode my bike over to Manslaughter’s last night for dinner. Manslaughter is a legend, a giant among men, a titan of tales and amazingly full of awesomeness. We hadn’t …
I am pretty danged please to announce that my son and I were able to land his first bike on our second attempt. How it happened was epic. There I …
I do not wake up every day wondering how to make people happy and I am very successful at that. What I sometimes do is send socks to my friends …
I had called up Ol’ Grizzles to tell him about a personal problem. He answered the phone like he always does. It’s not a cell phone because he doesn’t own …
I had just turned and was passing a guy in a yellow jersey. I was muttering to myself, reciting the first few lines of The Knight’s Tale, Part I. As …
He looked at me quizzically after I spoke, which is what people had been doing all day. “I guess it’s because of the rain,” he said. I shook my head. …
I was just riding along, and I saw a sign that said “Estate Sale.” These are always sad affairs, a garage sale of everything, including the coasters and the spice …
If you don’t know Bob Spalding, you haven’t been around long. He heads up a long list of hitters who have put themselves out to pasture, by which I mean …