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SUNDAY COMMENT Newspaper

Latest Column: Sunday, May 13, 2012


Nursing mother just what the hype doctor ordered

When I first saw the new Time magazine cover of a nearly 4-year-old boy nursing on his mother's exposed breast, I must admit it made me nostalgic.

For a time when they wrapped magazines in brown paper.

I'm no mothering expert, but I do believe, as a general rule, that if you are standing up and wearing long pants, your breast-feeding days are over.


PARADE MAGAZINE Newspaper

Latest Column: Sunday, August 7, 2011


The Joys of Summer

Go ahead, kids. Lie in the grass. Study the clouds. Daydream. Be lazy. You have our permission. 



I feel sorry for today’s kids. Summer comes, they’re finally free from school—and bang!Band camp. Science seminars. Internships. 

Instead of downtime, it’s get-up-and-go time. Chorus travel, archaeological digs, dance tours. My nephew from Michigan flew to Georgetown University for a summer medical program, replete with cadavers. He was 16.


ESPN Parting Shot

Hate on Humphries

From the February 12, 2012 episode of Sports Reporters


FEATURED SPORTS COLUMN Newspaper

Latest Column: Friday, April 27, 2012


On crazy draft night, was standing still Lions' best move?

They stayed put. They didn't move. While it seemed like every team in the NFL was making draft-night trades, the Lions remained in the sandbox, watching the other kids jump on the swings and the monkey bars. This either makes them very slow, very smart or very satisfied. They would have you believe it was "satisfied," and the part of me that agrees with that is the part that sees quarterback Matthew Stafford as the most valuable piece of this franchise - and protecting him the most important thing the franchise can do.


Sports Illustrated

Latest Column: Monday, January 12, 2009


The Courage of Detroit

This was Christmas night. In the basement of a church off an icy street in downtown Detroit, four dozen homeless men and women sat at tables. The smell of cooked ham wafted from the kitchen. The pastor, Henry Covington, a man the size of two middle linebackers, exhorted the people with a familiar chant.

“I am somebody,” he yelled.

“I am somebody!” they repeated.

“Because God loves me!”

 


Mitch, the Players, the Job



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About this Section

Mitch Albom has written a syndicated column for the Detroit Free Press for the last 25 years archived here exclusively, free of charge. He also periodically writes for national magazines. And he’s a regular on ESPN’s the Sports Reporters, from which his “parting shot” commentaries are collected here.