Photo: Victoria Grover

I just finished visiting my 93 year old mother at an ‘independent living’ home in West Palm Beach, and all I could think was, I’m not doing it! I remember sitting in high school and watching the track team marathon runners circling the school grounds until they collapsed, often throwing up along the way, concluding that wasn’t a sport for me.

Life Is More Like A Hockey Game

Instead I joined the hockey team. In, “Sex, No Drugs & Rock’N’Roll (Memoirs Of A Music Junkie)” I wrote,