Oh, Danny Boy, the hype, the hype is calling you. You're not actually drinking that Kool-Aid, are you? The red, gooey stuff that says your Miami Heat, barely a playoff team last year, is now suddenly championship material? Hey. Dan. I know it's nice to live by the ocean, but don't swallow the seawater. It makes you delirious.Look at my arms. See how far apart they are? That's the distance between the Pistons and New Jersey. Now look at my arms. See how far apart they are? That's the distance between the Pistons and Washington.
She was born in the Depression and she was raised in Brooklyn, in a small apartment above a drugstore named Berg's. Her father worked in a post office. Her mother stuffed $3 a week in an envelope for food money. They had no phone. They had no car. She and her school friends would hang out on the fire escapes.
Mitch Albom writes about running an orphanage in impoverished Port-au-Prince, Haiti, his kids, their hardships, laughs and challenges, and the life lessons he’s learned there every day.