Ep 10 — "He's Eight. You Got Time."
He's eight. You got time. So what are youth sports actually for?
The pour: the Perfect Manhattan, the Manhattan's "perfect" cousin: rye, with the vermouth split between sweet and dry. It's a drink from the Martini family tree, and one of us thinks it belongs on a cold Thanksgiving night, not a 95-degree September one.
Faith: Psalm 127. "Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain." Ordering things rightly, and Fr. Walter Ciszek's He Leadeth Me on the status quo that quietly carries us from one day to the next.
Family: how many activities are your kids in, and what do…
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