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The Community of Baseball.

I will find reasons to talk about baseball. If I see you wearing a team shirt, it's all over. The questions begin. What team do you root for? Who's your favorite player? Why? What's your favorite stadium? How come? Ever been to Fenway? Do you like Minor League Baseball? Do you have a Baseball Passport? That one always stumps them. "No, what is that?" they say with a smile on their face, intrigued by something they haven't heard of in an…

California, where the pioneers go.

I have only ever seen glimpses of California through Led Zeppelin songs and Walt Whitman poems. It was where everyone at film school planned to migrate after graduation. It was a land of pioneering and inventing, where all the newest gadgets, games and films were born. I was never one for the cold and the snow, and I loved the country side more than anything. I felt a longing for California, much like Robert Plant did when he sang "there's…

Road Trip Series: Key West, Florida.

The best places on Earth are the ones you have to trek, strain and sweat to get to. Key West had unexpectedly become that place for us after 12 hours of driving from Atlanta, Georgia to Key West, Florida. City streets turned to interstates which opened up to the vast Everglades, and when the sun began to set we hopped our way from island to island across the keys at a slow and steady 25 miles an hour. Torture. Pure torture. When…

Road Trip Series: Charleston, Part Two.

I was lucky enough to grow up in equal parts country, and equal parts city. For my entire life I lived in a rural part of New Jersey, but was close enough to the city that I could drive 5 minutes to a train station and be in Midtown in a little over an hour. I was able to go to school all day in the city, but come home to my quiet country home, listening to nothing but the breeze and the…

Road Trip Series: Charleston, Part One.

I live in New York City, the city of all cities, where streets sprawl in grids and everything continues to grow higher and higher. From the upper west side to the farthest reaches of Queens, you know you're in a city. Occasionally there will be a beautiful, remote park that you can lose yourself in, but there's always the sound of the city somewhere in the distance. Charleston was nothing of the sort. It was a perfect combination of country, city,…