Brrrrrrr...

It was in the late 1960's.  I was taking classes at Northwestern's downtown campus.  Getting a teaching certificate that I never used but wanted in my pocket as I looked for work.  For anyone who has taken than trek from Michigan Avenue to Weiboldt Hall, you will understand this story.

The weather man said below zero and the wind chill man said more than minus 20 degrees.  But it was exam night and I had to be there, right?  So I bundled myself up with sweaters, coat, scarf, hat.  The only part of my body uncovered were my eyes.

My eyes froze.

When I finally got inside and up to the classroom there was a sign on the door.  EXAM CANCELLED.

And then I had to walk all the way back.

Do you have a weather story to tell?

Et tu Serena?

Did you get to see Serena in her green "onesie" at the Australian Open?  She was looking every bit the amazon woman we have loved for so long. If not, you'll have to catch her on replay because she  lost to a great opponent: Karolina Pliskova.

Or was it Father Time who did her in?  I hope not.  Not yet.  I just want a few more of those aces at crucial points . . .  that ferocious stare.

My favorites are moving slowing off the court.  But I  had favorites before them: Agassi, Billy Jean.

Right now, I hope Nadal goes all the way down under.  And, a few more times before "final" becomes final.

A new year

Imagine all the people

Living life in peace

HAPPY NEW YEAR