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Apple tree wisdom

Posted on May 24, 2021 by Christopher Cudworth

I had a best friend while growing up in Pennsylvania who lived in a modest home at the center of a golf course south of Lancaster. We did everything together from playing sports to learning about girls as we entered … Continue reading →

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I keep smiling. It’s the only way to live.

Posted on January 18, 2021 by Christopher Cudworth

At the age of five years old, I was in the backyard of another kid that would become my best friend through the age of twelve. Our mothers were in the front yard talking about how we might get along … Continue reading →

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I’ll only know on a Field of Dreams someday

Posted on April 22, 2020 by Christopher Cudworth

I was twelve years old when our family moved from Pennsylvania to Illinois. That life back in Lancaster was left behind in more than one way. I’d grown up playing all kinds of sports with my brothers. One of the … Continue reading →

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Sweet Season: Bringing it all home

Posted on November 15, 2018 by Christopher Cudworth

Volume one •  Volume two •  Volume three • Volume Four • Volume five  Volume six   Volume seven Going into the last meet of the 1978 season, we felt as if we were still capable of doing big things at nationals. Our highest team … Continue reading →

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To equal or surpass the Art of Dying

Posted on April 3, 2018 by Christopher Cudworth

There’ll come a time when all of us must leave here Then nothing Sister Mary can do Will keep me here with you As nothing in this life that I’ve been trying Could equal or surpass the art of dying … Continue reading →

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The question of whether we are getting better in the long run

Posted on August 22, 2014 by Christopher Cudworth

By Christopher Cudworth At the age of 9 there is nothing more that I wanted on earth than to make the cut with the Local 285 baseball team on which my older brother had played. Tryouts went well enough, but when … Continue reading →

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A love/hate relationship with track & field

Posted on April 9, 2013 by Christopher Cudworth

By Christopher Cudworth Sometimes you don’t choose a sport, it chooses you. Such was the case with track & field. As a kid the track was a strange and foreign environment, mostly because we all ran on cinders years ago. … Continue reading →

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Running with Martin Luther King, Jr.

Posted on January 21, 2013 by Christopher Cudworth

Race relations remain an uncomfortable topic in America. Our first black President promised to make things easier, but in many ways that promise cannot be fulfilled by one man or one change in the political landscape. It takes all of … Continue reading →

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Do trophies really mean anything?

Posted on January 2, 2013 by Christopher Cudworth

If you have ever won a trophy for any reason, you know the feeling of success in having earned recognition for your efforts. First trophies I don’t remember my first trophy, but it might have been for winning a prestigious … Continue reading →

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