Greetings from Nome, Alaska. I understand you're waiting for a birthday post from me about Steve Garvey. After all, I'm a Dodger fan, who grew up in the '70s, who's written about Garv a time or two. I do apologize. I've been indisposed. That ice storm I wrote about two straight days? It arrived at about 4 in the morning. I listened to an unholy mixture of sleet/rain scream from the sky for two hours, tree limbs coming down sounding like they were thunderbolts, and then was plunged into Little House on the Prairie for almost 10 hours. It's rough work behaving like Charles Ingalls, so I completely forgot about the whole Garvey thing we're supposed to do. There's a chance I could lose power again tonight, and I'm entirely too tired to write something about Garvey that I haven't written before. So I'm just going to feature all the Garvey items I've ever shown on this blog. That way it looks like I went through some effort when actu...
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