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The thoughts of writer John Rezell, who will write about anything, anytime, anywhere. So pay attention.
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Summer Vacation
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"It's morning, I wake up, The taste of summer sweetness on my mind ..."
— Rob Thomas, Streetcorner Symphony
By John Rezell
On one of my first gra...
Read Full Post »A Hero's Last Goodbye
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EDITOR'S NOTE: I spent Memorial Day weekend camping in the wild, cut off from news and the Internet. I returned to learn that my childhood hero, Bart Starr, passed away. Here is a rewrite of the blog I wrote almost four years ago when he was about to make one of his last appearances at Lambeau Field.
By John Rezell
I'm shedding more tha...
Read Full Post »Recycling Memories of America's Golden Age
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By John Rezell
Beneath the sea of colorful jerseys hearts beat in a cacophony of rhythms, some chirping at the rate of a hummingbird, others the leisurely pace of a sloth.
Behind dark sunglasses eyes sparkle with anticipatio...
Read Full Post »First Taste of Greatness
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By John Rezell
There's an aura that buzzes around extraordinary people, an electric field you can actually feel in their presence. You need not say a word nor shake a hand, but you feel it deep inside your soul there is something very, very special a...
Read Full Post »Women Coaching Women
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By John Rezell
If you haven't watched it already, listen to Notre Dame women's basketball coach Muffet McGraw talk about women coaching in women's sports. After hearing her take, I couldn't help but think back to my daughters' experiences in sports. Without question, the women wh...
Read Full Post »Been There, Done That?
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By John Rezell
From the moment my first byline story appeared in our high school newspaper, my Grandma Rezell beamed with pride, and each time I saw her after that she'd find the chance to pull me to the side and say, "I've got a great story to tell you one day ..."
Read Full Post »Thanks, Jake
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EDITOR'S NOTE: This is the first of a series of Thank You essays to people who have helped make me who I am today.
By John Rezell
If you’re really lucky in life, you’ll cross paths with someone who really understands who you are, deep down to your soul. If you’...
Read Full Post »DDWIL#2: Cat Scratch Fever
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By John Rezell
Cats have been on my mind a lot lately.
No, I haven't been watching videos online. I've been out riding and hiking. And it appears it's just a matter of time before we cross paths.
Again.
Read Full Post »Remembering Paul Sherwen
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By John Rezell
I just heard of the passing of Paul Sherwen. So sad. He was a class act.
My primary interactions with him were back when he was the Media guy for Motorola as Lance Armstrong rose to prominence. He always managed to get me time with Lance, and was surprised when Lance would give me access other writers weren't privy to.
My favorite Paul Sherwen story comes from the 1995 CoreStates race ...
Read Full Post »2017 Total Eclipse in Dallas, Oregon
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Watching the total eclipse in Dallas, Oregon will be remembered forever. Wow.
A Perfect Introduction
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Linda Brennemann with her son Benjamin on Mount Washington in Pittsburgh, 1995.
EDITOR'S NOTE: As I celebrate the 2nd anniversary of publishing, this excerpt from my book "A More Simple Time: How Cycling Saved My Soul" tells how it all started, when I went to a local race at the Ziggurat in Laguna ...
Read Full Post »Barb and that desk
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By John Rezell
It's my brother Jim's birthday! Also the anniversary of the Wright Brothers' first flight.
Not even I can come up with a stretch transition to get to the point of today's news.
Nope. It goes back to Barb, my sister and the oldest of the clan.
As I've worked on my book on the early days of covering bike racing in the US, tentatively titled "A More Simple Time: How Cycling Saved My Soul," I hear Barb's voice in the back ...
Read Full Post »I need to write
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By John Rezell
Although I write every day for my job, I've been on a long sabbatical from writing for myself. That feels strange. That has to change.
I've been writing for as long as I can remember. It all began with the desk.
My sister Barb is the oldest of five in the Rezell clan. Must have been around third grade when she married and moved out.
She left behind this magnificent old wooden desk with ornate trim and a dark, varnish f...
Read Full Post »The start of something
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By John Rezell
Just before dropping behind a ridge, the early evening sunlight slices through the trees, lighting up the golden bark of a huge Ponderosa pine at Whispering Creek Campground.
Aside from the buzz of an occasional yellow jacket, it's quiet as an empty church. There is not another soul for miles. Quiet enough to hear a trickle of water in the small creek down the ravine just behind my campsite.
On one level, this feels so rig...
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