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And It Was All Over But The Shouting — By Ross

And It Was All Over But The Shouting — By Ross

PHILADELPHIA -- And then, the coach went ballistic."I'm ticked off!" croaked Bobby Ross after his football team's latest exercise in humiliation. "I get all the damn criticism -- people hammering me! I'm a good coach! I know what the heck's supposed to be done! And I'm not going to second-guess myself one damn time!"(Let's pause here to wipe the spittle from the microphone. Also to remove all children from the room. OK ...back to the tirade....)
It’S Election Day: For A Change, You Have The Power

It’S Election Day: For A Change, You Have The Power

News media reports indicate that apathy is at an all-time high in our country, and that small percentages of the voters are actually planning to go to the booths today. Six years ago, I wrote the following poem about apathy. The Free Press reran it before the 1996 presidential election. And it still rings true today on the cusp of another election.I heard a knock upon my doorAnd opened it to seeAll the poor around the worldLooking back at meIn tattered clothes and worn-out shoesWith families to feed,They held their hands out, hopefully,
Is Glenn’S Trip The Right Stuff?

Is Glenn’S Trip The Right Stuff?

They didn't have things like Space Camp when I was a kid, but if they had, I would have gone. I was a space nut. I kept scrapbooks of every mission. I glued together plastic model rockets, always making sure the flag decal was nice and straight on the side.At summer camp in 1969, I was already awake when they woke us to watch Neil Armstrong on the moon. I saw him descend the ladder of the lunar excursion module -- or LEM as we insiders called it -- and he said, "One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind," I was thrilled.I never asked why he was doing it.
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Mitch Albom writes about running an orphanage in impoverished Port-au-Prince, Haiti, his kids, their hardships, laughs and challenges, and the life lessons he’s learned there every day.

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