And I can say, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that an opponent’s good looks have never intimidated me on the court. Not once. Not when I was 11, not when I was 21. And not even today when I’m 42 and playing after 2 c-sections and a hernia.
These past few weeks have been filled with nostalgia and dust. Lots of dust. At the age of 93, my Grandma Betty has moved into an assisted living home. Her health is touch and go, […]
It’s time to tell some truth about Dana and me. I know we come across as level-headed, educated former English teachers. I know we seem calm, cool and collected. Rational. Reflective. These things are true […]