Columns

I was in Columbus at a Barnes & Noble recently, perusing the history section. Big history guy here as you know. Anyway, I’d grabbed a couple books and was headed out when I heard my name being called… “Dave? Is that you?”

Editor’s note — This is the second part of a multipart column.

“I’m cleaning up my room,” says Joseph, 5. “People need room to walk so they don’t trip. I’m not hurting anyone and that makes God happy!”

A few days ago I had the inspirational experience of visiting the colossal 300-foot Statue of Liberty. I must have flown over it dozens of times but have never paid the lady a formal, front-door visit. It’s conveniently situated near Ellis Island, where over 12 million immigrants passed through the U.S. immigration portal between the turn of the century and the mid 1950s.

Last night was surprisingly calm, all things considered.

Editor’s note — This story was penned by the author in in 2015.

I may be out of my league on this one, but in my view, college football is losing its game. The University of Michigan and Jim Harbaugh saved their program by diving deep into the transfer portal, along with who knows how much was spent in Name-Image-Likeness (NIL). Loyalty to your alma mater? Forget about it.

While a person may buy a cake here in Mexico seven days a week from early morning to late at night, getting any other kind of dessert is more challenging.

Editor’s note — This is part one of a multipart column.

Editor’s note — This is the fifth and final of a multipart column about the author meeting famous rock and roll stars.