The Stork Stops Here

Recently, Thomas McDaniel and I had a telephone conversation, followed by an e-mail exchange, about how much we have enjoyed coaching our so...

A couple of weeks ago, Joe told me he wanted to run cross country this fall, as an 8th grader at MBA. I was skeptical at first, for several ...

Joe returned home Saturday evening from a week away.  He had been on a Wilson Grant trip, with 14 classmates, to Washington D.C.  It was a g...

Cross country and track are strange sports.  I love them both, although at a certain level they're designed to break your heart.  At Lee...

As I write this, I'm sitting on the front porch of a quaint house in downtown Cleveland, Tennessee, a city that strangely enough, I'...

I've not written about too much but track season has not been what I hoped it would be for J.P.  The injury that kept him from running f...

As I sit her in a coffee shop in Shelbyville, Kentucky (Sixth & Main Coffee House) on Sunday morning, I am struck by how deep old friend...