Ron Eckberg

By age 16 Janis Ian was already a household name in the pop music world. Her social commentary anthem about inter-racial dating Society’s Child shattered the innocence of late 60s rock and roll and vaulted her to the forefront as…

Near the climax of the movie, “Field of Dreams”, there is a wonderful scene between Kevin Costner’s character, Ray Kinsella, and a character named Terence Mann played exquisitely by the late great James Earl Jones.  This brief dialogue provides both…

As a writer my greatest friend is also my most dire enemy.  It is the blank piece of paper.  Each and every time I write we come face to face.  I stare at it and it stares back at me…

“Cheer up sleepy Jean, what does it mean, to daydream believer…?”

“Hope lies in dreams, in imagination, and in the courage of those who dare to make dreams into reality.” (Jonas Salk)

In the past 45 years or so I…

In the cafeteria of a hotel in Bayeux, France, over a typical French breakfast of bread, bread, and more bread, my new found friend pointed his finger at me.

“You Americans,” he said in his wonderful English accent, “You think…

On November 11, 1918 at precisely 11:00 a.m., across the battlegrounds of Europe, the air was suddenly filled with an unusual sound; the sound of silence.

After four years of death on a scale the world had never before seen…

Rick Riscorla found himself facing one of those life challenges that sooner or later find us all. He had been diagnosed with cancer. Still a young and energetic man of 60, Riscorla didn’t like the prospects of losing his…

I love baseball.  I played the game almost every single day of every single summer when I was a kid.  When I wasn’t playing baseball I was watching it.  Every Saturday I sat transfixed in front of our black and…

Have you ever had a dream die? Most all of us have at some time or another. Perhaps it was the dream of being a professional athlete and that dream crumbled under a college knee injury or more likely from…

I’ve been through proceedures that placed five stents around my heart. I’ve had back surgery to repair damage done during my carpenter days. I possess a lifetime’s worth of arthritis. I’ve been poked, prodded, and invaded during all those tests…