John Grindrod: The truest demonstration of love
As a great lover of movies, especially as I’ve moved further away in my TV viewing habits from series and reality, I’ll often find myself planted in my man cave checking out my streaming options for a film.
John Grindrod: All souvenirs are not created equal
With March comes spring training, a past time that traces its roots back to the New York Mutuals. Some baseball historians believe to be the first team to hold spring training somewhere other than its home field. For those that follow the top-tier teams, such as pals of mine Joe Stoll and Bill Howell who’ve pledged their allegiance to the Reds and Pirates — teams that finished last season with identical moribund records of 62-100 — hope springs eternal each spring.
John Grindrod: For me, it was a so-so Sumter
Last week, I detailed some of the familiar and the different aspects of what was easily my tenth visit to Hilton Head Island and its surrounding areas. Lady Jane and I were comfortable with the familiar — like walking the beach and cycling — but we also wanted a new experience.
John Grindrod: Travel, despite the occasional familiarity, is always different
Certainly, there are so many different ideas about the best way to use our leisure time when it comes to packing what was called a grip in earlier times and taking to the highway or the skies. While many are comforted by the familiarity of sojourning to the same locale, there are others who steadfastly prescribe to the notion that, in a life so very short — as compared to the lifespan of the giant tortoise named Jonathan, a resident of the remote island of St. Helena, who turned 191 last month — travel experiences should vary.
John Grindrod: The changing face of shopping and fooling the bad guys
Certainly shopping over the course of my lifetime has changed dramatically. When the Grindrods first arrived in Lima from my birth city of Chicago in early June of 1958, those who wanted to shop headed downtown to patronize stores like The Leader, Gregg’s, S.S. Kresge and F. W. Woolworth.
John Grindrod: Of all our guilty pleasures, there is the ultimate
In the oxymoronic world, the term guilty pleasure has a pretty wide range of usages. On the surface, there may be those out there wondering how a pleasure, a sensation that is on some level enjoyable, can also elicit guilt.
John Grindrod: Tom Usher, another that Lima was fortunate to have
I wonder if we in the Lima area have appreciated the many media members who’ve so enriched our lives. Some, like Michael Reghi and Scott Clark, who both once upon a time worked at WLIO, went on to lager markets and achieved great success, the former as a play-by-play broadcaster both in college and the pros, and the latter as sports director and anchor at WABC in New York City.
John Grindrod: 55 years later and still slightly left of center
It was a Tuesday’s end in early November, and I’d just left Troy heading back to Lima after doing some housekeeping inspections for my employer, Mid-American Cleaning Contractors. I figured I just might get home in time to enjoy an hour’s worth of light working of that autumnal ritual that would have mystified pioneering men of an earlier generation: chasing those leaves around and bagging them.
John Grindrod: Giving Serious Thought to Divesting My Youth
Last fall I happened to catch a Howard Stern interview with someone who certainly is in the conversation as his generation’s greatest troubadour, Bruce Springsteen. In the captivating two-hour interview that covered such a wide range of topics, one portion got me thinking about something more deeply that periodically has crossed my mind over the years.
John Grindrod: Some Reflections on My Birth Town
While I hesitate to call the city that birthed me my hometown given the fact that I left when I was a week short of my seventh birthday when my father took a job transfer, for years, I had no problem reminding people that I was a Chicagoan in my earliest days.