Tonight I’ll be in beautiful AutoZone Park in downtown Memphis to watch my beloved St. Louis Cardinals play my beloved Memphis Redbirds. (They are really the same team.)
I have never been able to live in the moment at Christmastime.
For me, it’s always been about Christmas past or Christmas yet to come, never about Christmas present.
As every child knows, Santa delivers his presents on Christmas Eve in a sleigh led by nine reindeer: John, Elena, Sonia, Samuel, Stephen, Ruth, Clarence, Anthony, and Antonin.
Like almost every American of my generation, I can tell you exactly where I was fifty years ago today.
I am generally not superstitious. However, I am now convinced that the number “13” is definitely unlucky. That’s because on October 13, 2013, during the course of my daily run, I was assaulted in Overton Park by two gentlemen (sic).