It was a bittersweet day yesterday. My wife and I, along with my daughter Cassaundra (who had just come in to Albany the night before from Seattle) drove up to Boston to meet with my Aunt Elaine, for the specific purpose of visiting my grandmother’s resting place. My grandmother lived a solid, long life, but…
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Chuck the Writer and the New York Eagles
I was thinking about this yesterday. Back when I was a teenager, around 1979 or so, Albany had no real professional sports franchises to speak of. We had the Albany Metro Mallers football team, but that was a “semi-professional” squad. There was the Albany Twilight League amateur baseball season, but how charged up can you…
Read MoreChuck the Writer Does Nice for his Wife
Let me state for the record that I’m just as guilty of being a pack rat as anybody else. However, my wife Vicki is notorious for saving virtually everything. And that includes every photograph she has ever taken in her life. It can get extremely overwhelming, especially when one goes on a two-week vacation and…
Read MoreChuck The Writer Buys Some Beer Gear
Over the weekend, I visited the Jon Lee Auction Gallery in Latham, N.Y.; they were having an auction of collectible breweriana and beer advertising. This person had amassed a nice collection by going into a bar, buying a round for everybody, then asking the tavern owner or barkeep if there was a figural advertisement or…
Read More“The Robins of Iverhill: A Minor League Baseball Fairy Tale” by Chuck Miller
Background. In 1985, I submitted my college thesis in creative writing to my professor at Hamilton College. He enjoyed it. I then put the manuscript away and completely forgot about it. In 2009, I found the manuscript, and felt that it needed some cleaning and updating. I also decided to serialize it – along with…
Read MoreTime Travel: Thursday morning, January 1, 1970
Holy crap, it worked!! Okay, this is where things get interesting. If you’ve come across this blog post, take a look at the timestamp. Yep. January 1, 1970. One minute after midnight. 60 seconds into the new year. Well, while I’m here on the first day of the new year, I may as well look…
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