The summer of 2019 begins this weekend. Well, technically, that's not correct. The first official day of summer is June 21, the summer solstice. But for red-blooded, backyard-cooking, burger-flipping, hot dawg-eating Americans, Memorial Day Weekend marks the unofficial beginning of summer.
In 1963, at the age of 11, I got my first job in journalism. I was in circulation for the Memphis Press Scimitar, Memphis’s evening newspaper. The Press Scimitar, like most evening newspapers, has now gone the way of the dinosaur, and I no longer have a paper route.
JUPITER, FLORIDA - I am sitting in one of my favorite places on Earth, Roger Dean Stadium, winter home of my beloved St. Louis Cardinals. It is the first day of spring training season (the Grapefruit League), and I am blessed to be in the ball park to watch my Cardinals take on the Miami Marlins. It is a glorious sunny day with the termperature in the 70s!
Over the years I have heard many sermons about love. But last Sunday morning I heard a sermon not about love, but about like.
Last Saturday morning I took a long walk through the streets of Memphis. 13.1 miles to be exact.
I was not alone. I was accompanied by 26,000 of my closest friends. Well, that’s not totally correct. At the starting line, I was with tens of thousands of friends, and they quickly left me behind.