Meeting my baby in Vancouver

Vancouver was waiting, and so were the Canada Customs and Immigration officers at the airport, when we arrived exhausted and euphoric at somewhere after midnight.  Brian had been up for 44 hours straight, or maybe more, and I had only… Read More ›

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Seattle Shortstop

On a Saturday night we fly out of Buenos Aires, bound for someplace north….it’s a long and winding road home to South Dakota from here for me, and this will be the first step of many.  I find other than… Read More ›

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