I’m a big fan of the Olympics, winter and summer. The season doesn’t matter to me because this is the real version of reality television.
Years ago, I suffered a traumatic injury, was wheelchair-bound for months, confined to my home for weeks and unable to do the simplest tasks. The loving, compassionate arms of friends, family – even strangers – lifted me from the depths of despair, bringing meals, cleaning the house, washing clothes, offering rides to the doctor’s office, the drug store and my children’s activities, and sometimes just delivering an encouraging word.
As I sit down to write this column on a Sunday afternoon at home, the wind is whipping up the freshly fallen snow and the small, young tree in front of my townhome shakes ever so slightly.
If there is one thing in my life I don’t have nearly enough of these days, it’s movies.
To a soccer lover like me, there’s nothing quite like the Football Association Challenge Cup, commonly known as the FA Cup in England. Not only is it the oldest knock-out or single elimination soccer competition in the world, founded in 1871, it’s also likely the largest.
Before the 2010 Winter Olympic games in Vancouver, Canada, USA Hockey called the National Sports Center in Blaine home for its women’s hockey program.
“Hey, look! It’s snowing outside! Let’s go sledding!”