Category: Memories
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Cooperstown 2026
This past week we were in Oneonta, pronounced oh-nee-AHN-tuh. A small city — more like a town, actually — about 175 miles north of the City of New York. It’s home to a huge baseball complex called Cooperstown All Star Village, founded in 1999, and officially opening for baseball in 2004. All Star Village was…
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Fried Apple Pie
So many things throughout the day remind me of my age. Songs are ubiquitous reminders. Places. People. Today, I was reminded by, of all things, an apple pie. Not just any apple pie, a McDonald’s deep fried apple pie. The fried version debuted in 1968, a year after my birth. For 24 years, the 77…
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I5
Driving down Interstate 5 seems like a rite of passage for those of us here in The Bay. I recall the first time my middle daughter drove herself — on her way to Coachella. Made me a bit nervous. Still, I knew it would be the first of many trips. As a child, I remember…
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Peanut Farmer
When I was 13 I stayed home from school and spent half the day with my dad at work so that I could attend a presidential rally outside of the old City Hall building in San Jose. I recall being excited and curious. When we arrived, there were throngs of people everywhere. Eventually, the area…
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So long, Flint
Four and three and two and one… De Anza’s Flint Center is being demolished to make way for a multi-million dollar creative arts building. One of the best concerts I ever attended was at the Flint. Back in ‘86, when the Beastie Boys had everyone’s attention, I was able to snag three second-row concert tickets.…
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I want my MTV.
I paid little attention to MTV when it debuted in 1981. One of the main reasons is because I saw it as a channel featuring only rock bands. At the time, rock was beyond the scope of my musical interests. Other than a modest collection of old rock ‘n’ roll vinyls my dad owned, which…
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Public Restroom
My mom is not going to like this story. I’ll get to that in a moment. First, I have a question: What is your earliest memory? Before you answer, here is what some people have said: “The day my baby brother died of SIDS. I was three.” “Breaking my arm while dancing with my sister.…
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Bozo!
This is no laughing matter! According to the World Clown Association, there is a precipitous decline in clowns! Since 2004, clown membership has dropped from 3,500 to 2,500! And 28% fewer clowns since last year! My dad—in lieu of cursing—refers to very poor drivers with an exuberant “Bozo!” Of course, those Bozos never hear a…
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