My articles are submitted on Friday. Yes. My lovely editor has the entire paper ready. She is always patiently waiting. Everything is on hold because of Sporting Matters. I have been on a roll lately — no more struggles with part-time mobile freelance procrastination. By now, the regular season is over. Several are gearing up
I was recently asked to tee it up in a few tournaments. I used to love golf, but now it’s totally different. Yes. I am back to coaching at my alma mater. I am enjoying my interactions with the Lycoming College Warriors. But I don’t play much. It’s cool. I don’t miss it. I seriously
I love this time of year as North Central PA is on fire. Change is in the air. Everything is shining. Autumn brings us so many vibrant colors. The Visitors Bureau needs to give me a buzz. Our new addition has got me stressed. I wish there were more hours in the day. Sadly, there
I am very thankful for all of my part-time gigs. It gives me the opportunity to come in contact with so many great kids. Whether it’s coaching, broadcasting, or writing a note — I have made several new friends. This week’s column features a young man I have known for quite some time. I went
This week’s column has little to do with sports. We didn’t have a golf match, and I didn’t make the cut. Since I have been scribing part-time for the past sixteen seasons — my lovely editor allows me to freelance. My family and I are now tackling a major construction project. And since I have
I am thankfully back at Lycoming as the Warrior’s Head Golf Coach. This will be my second stint after taking a short five-year sabbatical. I was with the team from 2001 to 2015. I got out of the business and stepped away to focus on other part-time ventures. No worries. So, I got the call
