This post is about the years: 1977 to May 1979 – Cape Cod My next place to run was Cape Cod Air Station, and there I started running pretty regularly. I was running in Brooks (I think the model was the Vantage), only this time I started to run longer distances. I found that while… Read more

This post will be about the years: 1975 to 1977 onboard the UCGC SPAR & ACACIA & MESQUITE and back to the SPAR, but all three were home-ported in South Portland, Maine during my time aboard them. They were all part of the 180 FRAM Project, and we got stuck with all the swaps or… Read more

The one race that has and continues to haunt me. Unfortunately, I have a feeling that it always will. 1983 Marine Corps Marathon The 1983 Marine Corps Marathon was a turning point in my running, and really not a good one. I allowed it to change my perceptions of what running was and probably still… Read more

I graduated from High School on June 11th and on the morning of June 23rd I was winging my way to Cape May, NJ for Coast Guard Boot Camp. I was all of 17 years old, naive as hell, never been on a plane before, never away from home for more than a night or… Read more

Ah, the high school years. A time when we learn a lot about ourselves, make friends, lose friends and make memories that last the rest of our lives — in other words for many of us – taking a line from Bruce, “The Glory Days”. Before a 1974 Cross-Country meet against Greenville at Nokomis High… Read more

Harold, 9th Grade  – 1971, and yes, I was wearing my Cross-Country/gym shirt under the oh-so-popular zipper shirts that I still love today. In this post, I talk about what was probably one of the more important decision points in my life, not just my running. Soccer Fiasco During the summer of my 8th-grade year,… Read more