July 2, 2015
by ChefJohn
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One last time, please. All I need is pedals, and a little air. Climb on board and grip my bars, twist them in your familiar hands Ease me onto the street, stand up and jump Coax me through the gears … Continue reading
March 23, 2015
by ChefJohn
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My son is a high school football player and I love watching him play the game. I never played organized football. When I started sixth grade, I told my dad I wanted to play ball. And he said no. Dad … Continue reading
October 16, 2014
by ChefJohn
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A handful of shimmering leaves, shades of green, yellow, and gold, twisted through my field of vision. Moistened by the midnight rain, they fluttered to the road, clung to the rocky shoulder, and twirled into the mist. A feathery blanket … Continue reading