In mid-June, I took a deep breath and plunged into this 1,200-page bio. It was challenging and yet invigorating to learn about Robert Moses, the master builder of New York City (and, indeed, much of New York State) between 1924 and his forced...
I met Randy Matson once. The year was 1995, and the setting was the Texas Sports Hall of Fame in Waco. I had come up from Austin to witness the induction of former SMU football star Jerry LeVias. Matson, a member of the Hall since 1974, was there...
I take sports history seriously. If a guy or a team or a league deserves to be blasted, I do not hesitate to pile on the TNT and hit the detonator button. But when somebody merits recognition and praise, I am willing to give it in abundance...
I have an ongoing, long-distance, light-hearted dispute with my friend Gary Scoggins in Dallas, Texas. The subject is reading. He prefers the modern means of using a Kindle or some other electronic device. Better yet, Gary likes to listen to...
What is it about Lebanon, the Lebanese and their diaspora? This Middle Eastern nation, the home of splendid cedar trees mentioned prominently in the Epic of Gilgamesh and the Bible, from which the ancient Phoenicians set sail, devoid of natural...
I attended four educational institutions when I lived in Dallas—Edwin J. Kiest, Victor H. Hexter, Robert T. Hill and Bryan Adams. That’s two elementary schools, one junior high school and one high school. I am not here to talk about the...
J. Owen Huntsman was a real Hoosier. Born in Mount Vernon, he attended Earlham College in Richmond, graduating in 1926. A multi-sport athlete, he coached football and track, and headed the school’s physical education department from 1935 to 1949...
Earlier today, several ceremonies were performed and speeches given in Lapulapu, on the island of Mactan, just off Cebu in the Philippines. Dignitaries and ordinary people had come together to mark the quincentennial of the triumph of...
If the truth is told, I pay scant attention to baseball these days. Even during my final three decades in the USA, I got interested only when the playoffs began. That rose—somewhat—through the World Series as I watched and read about the games...
Taxi rides were a rarity for me when I lived in the USA. There was seldom a need, as I had a car. It now seems incredible to think that I almost never took a taxi in those five-plus decades. Life is different in Korea, my home for the past 13...
Growing up in Dallas, Texas, I watched as much television as any other kid. That is to say, I watched too much. There had to be better ways to spend my time and energy than parking myself in front of the tube. A truncated list of the ABC, NBC and...
I had bought a bus ticket down to Daejeon (to be followed by another to Daedunsan) in February but was unable to use it because a Korea Times writing project took precedence. What’s a one-month delay? Now, in the first weekend of spring I made it...
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