Night Owl Cards

My daughter was accepted into her first "away-from-home" college today. The day when she leaves home is now months away and has been coming since the afternoon we brought her home from the hospital years ago. I came to terms with it long ago and I will spend the next few months reassuring my wife as she prepares to say goodbye to the one person who has made her the happiest in her entire life. So maybe you understand how angry I am about the news that's been coming out of a Michigan courtroom for the last few weeks. I am a believer in the idea that the things that you do in this life not only affect you and the people around you, but untold people that you don't even know and will never know. Among all of the terrible things learned about the years of sexual abuse of young athletes by a single doctor, I am most devastated by the violation of trust. This is something that will linger forever for the gymnasts and others, but also for people who are only aware...

I'm not following the Olympics quite as much as I should be, only because our coverage of the Olympics at the newspaper is preventing me from following them (does that even make sense?) But I still am having a great time when I am watching, and living so close to Canada always gives me a perspective that many others don't have (namely watching events on television as they happen). I decided to grab another pack of Topps' U.S. Olympic team set the other day. The cards were buried behind all the newer stuff that Topps has issued since the Olympic set came out. That made me sad. Because this is the time to open cards like these. I know collectors have to obsessively buy whatever is new and then discard it for the Next Thing two weeks later. But back when these cards first arrived , I didn't even know who three-quarters of the Olympians were. Now I don't even know who half of the Olympians are. But, you know, that's progress. I actually can identify some of t...