The Champion Team That Wasn’t

The Champion Team That Wasn’t

Coach Douglas McKenzie called this winning group of basketball players, “my state tournament team.” He thought by the time we were juniors or seniors we’d be a championship team for sure. The 1951 Mineral Point eighth-grade starting five is pictured above....
Binny, Me, and the Goat

Binny, Me, and the Goat

When I was four years old, my best friend was Binny. His name probably wasn’t Binny, but I couldn’t say his name right, so he was always Binny to me. He lived next door, so we often played together. We’d ride our tricycles, play in the backyard with our trucks, and...
An Irish Viking

An Irish Viking

Mother almost threw me out of the house when I told her the name Fitzsimons wasn’t Irish after all. My mother, Laura Annette Fitzsimons, was proud of her Irish heritage. She’d sing “Too-Ra-Loo-Ra-Loo-Ral (That’s an Irish Lullaby)” even when there wasn’t a baby to...
Days Started Early

Days Started Early

As an eight-year-old, I knew the abruptness of nightfall. We lived in a chicken house while waiting for construction of a real house that was never completed. We had no electricity, no running water, no plumbing, and no bathroom. Have you ever read under the light of...