Due to a shocking and unbelievable turn of events, I had to head back to Philadelphia earlier than expected. It was hot and by mid-morning, the temperature had already risen to 90 degrees and I still not seen Joe Paterno…. Read More ›
Life Lessons
Handing in my key.
Mom posed an interesting question during their yard sale- with them moving, where would we consider home? They were moving out of the house we moved into when I was six and Erin was three. It was our home and… Read More ›
This Old House (complete with Drum Room)
Erin’s text only said this: the house sold. The old O’Connell family homestead is set to be packed up. Closing is on May 27th and the folks have found a nice little place in Downingtown, Pennsylvania. They’re now the honeymooners and… Read More ›
Bullet Proof in San Diego.
Bruce Springsteen has a song off of “The Rising” called “Waiting on a Sunny Day.” It is too easy for me to say it’s amazing song- because it is. It’s simple and beautiful, bright and sweet. I love it. Yet… Read More ›
A Table for Two: the story of me and my drums.
The story of my drums would start with the burning of my old drums. My old drums were an old set of Slingerland drums and I had gotten them around high school graduation. They replaced my first set- a well… Read More ›
Paint the town, Olive.
It’s important to know who your friends are. Gram was my best friend. She was a strong, tough & spunky little juggernaut of a woman who always seemed to make me laugh. Dad said I should drive straight to Portland… Read More ›
I don’t remember urinating. Do you?
Checkers was the only place open. Royal Farms was closing. Never a Wawa around when you need one. So we swung into the parking lot. There was a nice breeze out and I was telling Big that my team, Burnsy’s… Read More ›
Giddy Up America 