“There was a majesty in his swing, and a self-assured confidence in style and conduct that was uniquely Joe DiMaggio’s. In the eye of his public, he was more than a sports hero. He was among the most cherished icons of popular culture.” -Ernest HemingwayJoe DiMaggio stands ready on his home turf, a patch of grass in center field. Behind his poised face his mind races — not from the pressure of playing in the World Series (been there, done that, won eight), but because he knew the end of the r...

“There was a majesty in his swing, and a self-assured confidence in style and conduct that was uniquely Joe DiMaggio’s. In the eye of his public, he was more than a sports hero. He was among the most cherished icons of popular culture.” -Ernest HemingwayJoe DiMaggio stands ready on his home turf, a patch of grass in center field. Behind his poised face his mind races — not from the pressure of playing in the World Series (been there, done that, won eight), but because he knew the end of the r...

I have been promising myself for a long time that I’d start writing again. Months have gone by, and in place of even beginning the process of putting pen to paper (or fingers to keys), I’ve settled for Twitter threads and excuses. When I finally decided I’d run out of self-justifying ways to procrastinate, it all came together — I became totally prolific. I wrote twice, sometimes three times per day on all types of topics. My ideas came flowing out of me faster than I could type. Na, just kid...

I have been promising myself for a long time that I’d start writing again. Months have gone by, and in place of even beginning the process of putting pen to paper (or fingers to keys), I’ve settled for Twitter threads and excuses. When I finally decided I’d run out of self-justifying ways to procrastinate, it all came together — I became totally prolific. I wrote twice, sometimes three times per day on all types of topics. My ideas came flowing out of me faster than I could type. Na, just kid...