The last few days have been kind of weird for me and I’m sure some of you may have noticed it in my writing, or lack thereof. I suppose some of that could be attributed to the manner in which the Cubs gave up Saturday’s game, since I was struggling to find a source of inspiration in any of that.
But more had to do with the passing of my grandfather late Saturday night. Rest assured that I won’t take up your time eulogizing him too thoroughly here, though I think you’d probably enjoy many of the stories.