By Glenn Dromgoole I thought I was a better than average hitter in the City Church Slow Pitch Softball League, playing for the Methodists that summer. I was the catcher and leadoff hitter, but I wasn’t a Methodist (I was a Baptist), but then neither were our pitcher (Lutheran), first baseman (Church of Christ), shortstop (Catholic), left fielder (Agnostic) or

By Glenn Dromgoole One of my first books, published in 1999 by St. Martin Press, was The Power of a Penny: Little Ways Our Lives Can Count for Something Big. It was never a bestseller, but it is still in print, 26 years later. However, I suppose it’s becoming something of an anachronism, given the fact that pennies will no

By Glenn Dromgoole I like the haiku poetic format of three lines totaling 17 syllables – five in the first line, seven in the second, five in the third – each line communicating a thought. The rhythm just seems to work for me — I’ve written about 300 of them over the years on topics ranging from golf and baseball

By Glenn Dromgoole What is your favorite piece of chicken? Mine has always been the chicken leg, the drumstick. At one of my favorite buffets that serves exceptional old-fashioned fried chicken – meaning it is cooked in a cast-iron skillet – when I ask for a chicken leg, the server invariably says: “Right or left?” I laugh. “How about both?”

By Glenn Dromgoole It’s summer, and churches all over town are having Vacation Bible School — and that brings to mind the most memorable VBS of my life. And I wasn’t even a participant. It was 60 years ago, the summer of 1965. In our little Southeast Texas town, where my dad pastored the Baptist church, the church decided to