Good morning
Good morning. It’s nice to see the sun this morning after a couple of dark, gray, wet days. We have hockey and then my nephews birthday to celebrate today. Looking forward to a fun day with family.…
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Steve Beal Sr.
I am just a man. I am a father, a son, and a husband. I am a homemaker, caretaker, coach, writer, speaker, and photographer. I love God. I love my family. I love my country. God has blessed my family and I, and I am eternally grateful. Author of Generation Jumping: Losing those who are not lost. Downtime with my family is about as good as it gets for me. Being outdoors in nature, among the animals and the wilderness, the Created, comes pretty close. Baseball, followed by hockey, are my two favorite sports, with several others a close third. I would rather do it right the first time. Honesty, respect, and integrity are virtues that I hold dear, so I call it like I see it. Before we as a society attempt to re-define these words, I will be here telling the raw truth.
Sox outlook for 2012
How do you think the Red Sox will finish in 2012? If you had to guess today, before any more moves are completed, what would your answer be? Send this around to your friends, and…
Sox-Go-Round
I am not sure this piece needs to be any longer than the title. I just wanted to share a few thoughts as a life long Red Sox fan who knows a lot less about…
Dad, I know you can
Dad, I know you can do it. You may doubt yourself or maybe even wonder if the effort is worth the trouble. I am not sure if my opinion counts or not, but I think…
Where to find this
Just about two weeks ago I started this blog. I enjoy writing and sharing. I write almost every day. This blog is linked to my Facebook page, so every time I post you can see it…
The ‘Going to bed’ Parade
This is a piece I shared on Facebook a few weeks back. I thought I would post it to the blog with a few tweaks and updates added in. This routine has worked so well…
Parenting in the dark. My privilege.
Sometimes I wish I knew how many times my mom and dad had to change their plans, get up in the night, or get up earlier than they wanted to, on account of me in…