Bringing Down the White Picket Fence

I’m always looking for a good bike to ride when I’m traveling. As long as I can get myself on the right path within good distance of the city streets, I...

My very first memories of my childhood begin at the age of 5.  There are two early events that remain solidly etched into my mind.  1. The overwhelming excitement of waking...

This summer we headed up to Brantford, Ontario to visit Paul’s favorite cousin Mark.  Along the way, we visited the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, NY, then made a pit stop in...