One On One Football by Chris Zito

Football is often called the ultimate team sport. But my brother Mark and I didn’t always have twenty other guys.  So we played one-on-one football.

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“Nagging From the Dash” by Chris Zito

“Calculating route.”
“I’m just stopping for gas! You don’t need to-God, why do I even talk to you!”

My GPS and I have a love/hate relationship. I’m sometimes ashamed of the way I speak to her. But she starts it!
That terse tone. That stilted cadence. I’m sick of her condescending attitude!

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Aunt Rose by Chris Zito

There were no day care centers when I was a toddler. My father’s younger sister Rose used to come to house every morning and stay with me while Mom worked as a chemist at Mercy Hospital downtown and Dad tried to convince anyone who happened into Sears that what they really needed was a brand new washer and dryer.
I loved Aunt Rose.

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Operation Missing Bucket By Chris Zito

Before we could do anything else today, Vince, my 4 1/2 year-old son, insisted that we try to find the missing bucket from his Operation Game.

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The Big 5-0! by Chris Zito

Fifty is the first birthday where everyone makes jokes about your age. Not just youngsters, everyone. And apparently 50 is when you start using the word “youngsters.”

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The Mighty Lollygagger! by Chris Zito

My 4 1/2-year-old, Vince loves to play super heroes.

Spiderman is one of his favorites.

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Yogi Bear Haiku By Chris Zito

Haiku is a type of poetry from the Japanese culture. The most common form for Haiku is three short lines.
The first line usually contains 5 syllables, the second line 7 syllables, and the third line contains  5 syllables.

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