Lessons from the Driveway
This is not any old basketball hoop on a random driveway. This is the hoop at my childhood home. The driveway where I spent hours practicing my shot and my ball handling skills and running wind sprints to stay in shape. In those hours of dribbling and shooting, I learned about myself and about life.
I started “shooting around” with my brothers when I was eleven or twelve…
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50 Years in the Bleachers
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