By Brian McLane Ask anyone. I’ve long contended that at the center of my life are what I’ve long called the “three F’s:” faith, family and friends. Over the years, those three things – those three touchstones – have fueled just about everything I’ve ever done or dreamed about. That said, as I spent these […]
Neil Diamond 1970 As I’ve written a few times already, my little brother Terry is (and has always been) my best friend in the world. But this story’s not about my little brother. It’s about my three older ones, Kevin, Neal and Michael. And, I suppose it’s also about Most Holy Rosary, which long served […]
By Brian McLane As I've mentioned on more than one occasion, my greatest hope in life had always been to one day start a family of my own. That never happened, at least in a traditional fashion, of course. But that's not to say that, to this day, I still don't have many in my […]
Anyone who knows me knows I bleed orange. Syracuse Orange, that is. As a kid, I attended Percy Hughes, a special school that, back in the day, butted up against the East side of the S.U. campus. At Westhill, I served as a statistician for the S.U. basketball team under Coach Fred Lewis. Then, as an […]
The Eagles1972 As a youngster I never took a single step unaided. I never rode a two-wheel bike or a scooter, or for that matter even a tricycle. I wasn’t even allowed to ride the Wild Mouse, the rickety old roller coaster at Suburban Park, the small mom-and-pop amusement park on the other side […]