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The Night The Giants Struck Out In My Heart

I’ve been an SF Giants fan forever. In 1986, I went to my first ballgame with my dad, our landlord, and his kids, nestled in the orange and grey concrete bowl that was Candlestick Park, watching Bob Brenly commit three errors but still hit the game-winning home run against the Atlanta Braves. In 1989, from…

Water on Montana Stones

Once upon a decade ago, an open valley, east of elsewhere. Ghost barns and broken fences and rolling roads under Montana skies.

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