Yes, the above is yours truly, circa 1959, when I was growing up in Dallas, Texas. I consider myself blessed to have lived in Korea for the past seven years or so. During that time I have been all over the southern half of the peninsula, read extensively about its history and culture, made friends, loved children, advised students, listened to pansori music, run marathons and formed an NGO that seeks the repatriation of one of Korea's most significant overseas treasures—Jikji. My autobiography, tentatively entitled A Seoul Miscellany / Memories and Analyses, Critiques and Musings, is soon to be published.
Living in a foreign country is inherently stressful, but it is also thrilling. Many times when I walk outside of my officetel in Gangnam, I look around at all the people, the hustle and bustle and sheer urban activity, and find myself thinking how great it is. In November 2007, I left behind one life in the USA and took up another here. As a foreigner and expat, I am sometimes given special consideration. Just as often, however, I am excluded, left out and even ignored. There is lots of both. By the same token, I may seem like a Korea-phile but not always. I am not blind to the country's numerous problems. Where, after all, are you gonna find perfection?
On the subpages of this website, you will learn what I have done, where I have gone, my likes, dislikes and so forth. Please take a look at what I have written and the photos appertaining thereto, and do not hesitate to offer comments. I welcome dialogue with people from far and wide.
It's a sad fact that none of my books have won the Pulitzer Prize or sold more than a million copies, but I am proud of each one. The first came out in 1987 and the most recent in 2014. All but three of them have pertained to sports history--football, basketball, baseball, track and even hockey.
Travels of an American-Korean, 2008–2013
My intra-Korean excursions began on a small scale and very tentatively. I was a newbie who had a one-year contract at a… read on
Breaking the Ice / Racial Integration of Southwest Conference Football
My journalism career had scarcely begun in 1984. Sure, I had seen a few articles published in the Daily Texan and some… read on
“For Texas, I Will” / The History of Memorial Stadium
The genesis of this book can be traced to a comment made by my brother Randy in the summer of 1976. He was visiting me in… read on
To be quite honest, I never thought I would become such a prolific writer. I sometimes fear that I overload my friends with stuff I have written. I hardly know what to say in response, since I am interested in many things and like stating my views. Does that sound presumptuous?
- Becky Lapsley and her illustrious great-grandfather
- Calling BS on the Harlem Globetrotters and their foils
- We hurry past Tiananmen Square
- Nine months of happiness in the Bluegrass
- Marion Ford’s meeting with Ed Price in 1956
- Jackie Robinson was not the first
- Remembering Darrell Royal accurately
- The unexpected pleasures of doing research
- Joe Smith and his fertile imagination
- Forgotten civil rights heroes
- Five years at G&S Typesetters
- Color me old school—but progressive
- A lunch to remember at the Bierhof, December 18, 2013
- August 1993—My Visit with “El Presidente,” Fernando Belaúnde Terry of Peru
- My alma mater
- My JFK retrospective
- A matter of nomenclature
- The worst book I never read