Mike Siroky Column
And the Beat Goes On
The first and last thing I do these days � sometimes hours apart � is check for the latest war news. We have some accesses you don�t have, but the Internet is stil the best of all. When the war s...More
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A part of me is lost . . .
I am of that age where I am losing relatives. The previous generation are naturally in their 70s and above. They have run the race, they have kept pace and now the finish line for this phase has c...More
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Rumors of War
The electronic spams have begun The rumors, the goofy things people try to pass off as real are usually annoying enough. The ones that circle around the coming Iraq conflict are devastatingly del...More
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Weather They're Right . . .
As me and Mikayla trudged through the last storm of the winter of 2003 (hey, you take your walk when you promise to take your walk), I thought of the goofballs that forecast our weather. It is n...More
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Let's Not Go To War
Let�s not go to war. The President of France said a couple of weeks ago, "When you are a hammer, everything looks like a nail." America has the only military hammer left. Put another w...More
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There Are No Losers Here
I don't often root for teams. Even when I was a sports writer, I didn't root for teams. If I know a coach or a player, I want them to feel good. In a sense, I subliminally root for them because I...More
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Life's Sweet Symphony
I once had the incredible luck to interview Al McGuire. He was a basketball coach who basically invented ESPN�s style before anyone else invented cable. By that I mean, Al was an American origina...More
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Life's Sweet Symphony
I once had the incredible luck to interview Al McGuire. He was a basketball coach who basically invented ESPN�s style before anyone else invented cable. By that I mean, Al was an American origina...More
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Time To Get Back To Work
Break time is over. If 2003 has any preconceived definition it is this will be a year of balanced economics. It will also be a defining year for the 2004 presidential race, which means the big p...More
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Why We Watch
Who knew Columbus Day would be celebrated in January? The reason we watch football was underlined Friday night. Two cohorts and I were huddled around a black-and-white TV set without cabl...More
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All Fired Up for 2003
We have this tradition. Instead of making New Year�s resolutions into a wish list, we burn our old bad habits Literally. The family and I have a fire in the fireplace � some years, it�s t...More
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There's Still Time
I celebrate Christmas with a special zeal. Maybe it�s because I believe in magic and Christmas is about as magical as it gets. There�s something about the season that transcends the religious...More
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Teen Queen turns 18
The teenager who runs my house . . . how many times have I started one of these letters to you this way. Meghan Suzanne Siroky arrived one warm December morning � 12-12, 1984 to be exact. She ha...More
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Last Rose of Summer
OK, I admit it, I hold on to things too long. My basement is a testimony to that. The moveable landfill that used to be a spacious office is another. But then there are those things that make...More
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A Lifetime of Learning
I had a chance to work with some teachers last week. In a previous life, I have written a lot about how much I admire teachers because we all trust them with out most precious possession and the ...More
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The Art of Getting Up Again
When�s the last time you fell down? I usually am steady on my feet. Patti depends on me being steady as she is very unsteady. I am usually the one she can cling to on slippery sidewalks, or walki...More
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The Roar Is Gone
I miss them already. A friend of mine misses them too. Soon, today maybe even, the last hurrah of Election 2002 will fade from our newspaper pages, from our radio dials and from the deadly se...More
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The Screamin' Season
OK, it�s almost over. We�re near the end of the race between the City Mouse and The Country Mouse, each of whom want to go Washington. I ask: Can we send �em both? And that�s the only nationa...More
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Life's filters
We all look at life through our own set of ever-changing filters. Shaded and otherwise, ever-changing, adjusted for mood, age and state of mind, A lot of folks remember the Readers� Digest v...More
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The Sportin' Life
It�s already been a season. More jarring than the fact it�s been more than a month already since the anniversary of 9/11 is the idea we�ve completed our first sports season. We being the new guys...More
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Truckin'
OK, I admit it: I love to drive a pickup truck. I like the rattle and bangs. I like the fact the older ones have a real carburetor and wing windows that actually work This borrowed one I driv...More
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Wandering Indiana, In Search of the Past
I had the glorious assignment of skipping out on two days of work for � two days of work at a gathering of newspaper editors. I took the leisurely route down to Brown County. The back roads in a ...More
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Measuring a Day in Baseball Time
By Mike Siroky Commentary CHICAGO � The season ended for the Chicago Cubs as so many have before this . . . a little short, a lot disappointed and uncertainty about the future. I and three ...More
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Baseball Season Slides Away
`The baseball seasons ends Sunday. It almost ended earlier, of course. And it did peter out for fans of the two Chicago teams a lot earlier, but we�ve come to accept that. Two of the winners, ...More
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September's Song Is Always Sweet
September has always been a big month in my life. The end of summer and the beginning of fall brings more changes to my life than any other. It is my personal mystical time of transition. ...More
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The walk of life
Through the usual confluence of the planets aligning against me, I found myself without wheels this past week. It's happened before. When I was growing up, we did not have a car. (Pau...More
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The cutting edge
I mowed my lawn for the second consecutive week. Most years, that is no big deal. This summer, it is. It has nothing whatsoever to do with the job I have here. Mowing the lawn, working in...More
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Another Heartbeat in the room
I knew, as I pulled into the driveway, how this story ended. Megs, the 17-year-old teen queen who rules my home, was sitting down in the driveway, her hand in a box, stroking her cat. Tasha w...More
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