Thursday, November 23, 2017

Lead from the Front: A Memorial Day tribute

My buddy CPT Joe Schultz, a Green Beret, was killed in action—on Memorial Day. By Andrew Pridgen On May 29, 2011 in the Wardak province of Afghanistan, CPT Joseph W. Schultz's humvee led a convoy in the central eastern part of the country. A roadside bomb detonated when his vehicle was in range and Joe, along with Staff Sergeant Martin Apolinar...

From a father to a son

Exactly one hundred days after I witnessed the miracle of my father drawing in his final breath, I watched my son greet the world expelling his first like a light. A moment later, I felt the tremendous weight of my father, his father and his father too as their hands came to rest on my shoulder. Their voices soft...

Why Record Store Day matters

Rub your eyes and scoff and snort and click on some other link with astounding cat facts. That's fine. I get it. I don't really want to be reading about Record Store Day either. After all, it's sort of a cheap play right? By Andrew Pridgen Record Store Day is not important or of its time like the other big celebrations...

Finding Nirvana in Northern Nevada

Joan Jett-fronted Nirvana limps to the threshold of the Rock and Roll HOF Thursday evening for its Brooklyn-based induction. For decades, I labored under the notion that living in the West meant some kind of access to unfettered wide open space. Maybe, truly, the Dixie Chicks had a bigger hold on the conversation than I gave them credit for....

My heroes have always been journalists

When I was young, I never pushed a red firetruck around and made siren noises. I never put on a blue uniform with a shiny badge and chased the bad guys down the sidewalk in front of my house. I never brandished a gun and tromped through the grassy back yard jungle tiptoeing to avoid fake land mines. From...

The Ladybug

My buddy Paul's mom has this thing where every time a ladybug lands on you, it's a message from her son. Him saying, "Everything's going to be OK." Even though I see lots of ladybugs, none has ever really landed on me, which is OK too. I knew Paul for about half of his 26 years on Earth. We...

Why your save-the-date prohibits me from attending your wedding

Dear Former Colleague, I just wanted to write you a quick note to let you know I got your save-the-date. I ran into my old roommate (well, it was actually the ex-girlfriend of my old roommate, who now lives in the house he and I lived in because he moved out of town and she took over the lease and...

Forever a Giant

Editor's Note: Sometimes (most of the time) professional sports franchises don't care. They're for-profit corporations. Their job is to put as many of us — millions of us — in the stands as they can. Other times ...well, other times — they do care. 2-19-14 Ms. Annemarie Hastings Vice President, Client Relations San Francisco Giants 24 Willie Mays Plaza San Francisco, CA 94107 Dear Ms. Hastings, May...

How I lost my virginity …to the Swimsuit Issue

Editor's Note: Today's column is to honor this week's release of the 50th Anniversary Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue. The magazine's biggest-selling annual attraction has also deflowered three generations of young men. And so, if you're a mother to one of those young men, you may just want to stop reading here and click on this HGTV link instead. For...

To the surprise of few, today’s column declares ‘I’m gay’

Until yesterday, today's column was to be known as just another commentary on how desperately hard the NFL tries to stay in the headlines during its offseason especially when overshadowed by the specter of the Winter Olympics set in a seaside community where the weather is 60 degrees and sunny and the whole thing is overseen by a scowling...