• Pete’s high school rec team, the Bearcats, took a crazy trip through the playoff tournament and emerged as champs, after winning TWO games Saturday to wrap up the title.

    Strange to say, but we didn’t play very well in the playoffs. We were better in the regular season. But we were unbelievably clutch at the end of games.

    Game 1: Down 3 points with 4 seconds to go in regulation time, Pete hits a three and we get to overtime. We win in OT.

    Game 2: Down 8 points with less than 3 minutes to play, Pete hits three straight ‘threes’ to put us ahead. We win in regulation. Amazingly, this was our “easy” win.

    Game 3: Pete and I in NJ for Betty’s funeral. Lose by 10.

    Game 4: Play the same team that almost beat us in Game 2. Down 7 with 2 minutes to play, Joey Casselberry pulls us back within three points in last minute. 2 seconds left in regulation, Pete throws in ANOTHER three. Tie game. OT. This time, we’re down by 2 on last possession. Shane Burke, who’s been having a tough game, drops in a 23-footer for the win.

    Game 5: In title round, we play the team that beat us in Game 3. Beat them by 5 in first game, so now we both have one loss in a double-elimination tournament. This time we played great defense, made the shots we needed to, and won by about 12.

    That’s pretty much it for Pete’s WRA career. Next year he’ll likely be on varsity and can’t play in the rec league. So he “retires” with two titles and a second-place finish. Joe Custer, who has run the league for years, says he’s the only kid to ever do that and has earned a place in the WRA hall of fame, and maybe even among the WRA all-time greats.

    And he got a T-shirt.

    Anyway, I served as coach and it was a fun, wild ride. Now I’d like to rest—till July.

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    My brother Chris’ father-in-law, Ernie Maxson, shown here over my mom’s place on Christmas Day, passed away Saturday night, Jan. 22. Ernie had lived with heart problems and was at a local rehab center after a hospital stay, but he had not appeared especially at risk. We’re all still a little shocked.

    So please say a prayer for Ernie, his wife Kim, daughter Judy, grandkids Hannah and Nick, and my brother Chris.

    The bittersweet thing for all of us now is that Chris’ family, Sue and Justin and my mom visited Pa. on Saturday and we all had a very fun day. Caught a bunch of basketball games, devoured a pot of chili, and had a raucous game of Monopoly. So the news has landed a bit like a shot to the gut.

    Most likely the viewing will be Thursday, and the funeral Friday.

    Despite his health problems, he was always a really kind, sweet-hearted guy who loved his family with everything he had. That love will live on, and that’s about all the comfort I can find on this very cold winter’s night.

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    Went for the Ford Fusion Hybrid: ~37mpg, enough room in the back seat for the boys, and plenty of bells and whistles to keep Kevin from getting bored. Bought it Friday. The real test is this week and five days of commuting. Always exciting to breathe in that new car smell.

  • It’s a 3-pointer, made in a bad loss to North Penn, 73-47. He got in because the game was out of hand and played 6 minutes. Made another 3, for 6 points total. He may get some more varsity minutes tomorrow (Wednesday).

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    Nick, Chris, Judy and Hannah

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    Virginia and I found this sign in the backyard of my mom’s house on Christmas day—it helps explain how she afforded all those presents.

    We were in NJ Friday to Sunday, had a good time, and pretty much beat the snow home.

    At 10:30 pm Sunday, we’ve got about 4 inches but it’s cold and nasty out and the roads are by and large not plowed (especially those in our neighborhood). Pete’s hoops games are canceled for Monday but Kelly has a tennis match and we’re going to Peoples Light theater company in Malvern to see a comic panto, or play, about the Three Musketeers.

  • Oh, that’s Pete Donahue. Ol’ No. 14 is listed among the players on Methacton’s varsity roster—he even got into tonight’s game (we’ll gloss over the fact it was a 20-point spanking at the hands of Spring-Ford). He played a few minutes at the end, which was great. Even better if he makes a couple shots next time.

    Pete’s mostly playing JV, helping the sophomores get the system. He’s averaging in double figures, playing the point, and generally looking good. He was named MVP of the season-opening tournament at Pennridge, though we didn’t hear that from him.

    Best part of the night (the JV game was an easy win for us, and the varsity loss was truly awful) was sitting with the dad of one of Pete’s friends and hearing what a good kid he is.

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    We took Kevin’s mom into Philly this morning for a little dose of Christmas. Caught the Comcast Center holiday presentation (on their humongous video board in the lobby, above), a stroll through the Christmas Village and brunch at Marathon Grill.

    Followed that up with Kelly’s first rec game of the year. His team won (yea!), and he had a good game, though he argued with the refs and generally reminded us why he’s among the highest-risk rec player in the nation. (Good news: He didn’t get T’d up!)

    Pete had school games Friday and Saturday. Scored in double-digits in 2 JV wins, and played a few varsity minutes Friday.

    Virginia and I scrambled through the weekend, including a showing of the 1979 film Breaking Away for our Coming of Age class. They survived it in reasonably good humor. Here’s a scene that mind jog your memory …

  • Pete played all but 4 minutes of the JV opener, scored 12 points and hit four free throws toward the end of an OT win, then got in for 2 minutes at the end of the varsity opener, an easy win, in the Pennridge tournament.

    Pete plays again Saturday, then Kelly has his rec league opener Sunday. Grandma will be around this weekend.

  • Last night my wife said, “We’ve been together a long time.”

    Me: “Not long enough.”

    I’m getting smarter. Now if I could only figure out how to make my kids concentrate on their studies   …

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    Like this photo of Emily and Susan sitting on the North Lookout at Hawk Mountain, in Pa. Will send up more photos as well.

  • Little churches are always hungry for volunteer leaders.

    Because they’re desperate, they’re not very discriminating. And they don’t have a mechanism to remove ineffective or problematic leaders.

    Their inability to respond or remove poor leadership means that small problems become big ones—bigger maybe than lacking a stable of strong leaders.

    Better to stick to your guns than to let in a class of crappy leaders.