By Dom Cioffi Ever since my first major rock concert in high school, I have been a fan of live music productions. It didn’t matter if it was a local band playing in a nearby nightclub or a nationwide act […]
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Movie Diary – Drawing on friends
By Dom Cioffi The Internet destroyed many industries during its meteoric rise in the late 90s and early 2000s. One of its most devastated victims was the Christmas card. For decades, the Christmas card reigned supreme as the preeminent means […]
An emotional state
By Dom Cioffi I was giving my son and his buddy a ride to grab lunch the other day and happened to mention that school was just around the corner. “What’s that supposed to mean?” my son responded indignantly. “It […]
Movie Diary – A slice of time
By Dom Cioffi This past weekend I had the pleasure of playing guilt-free golf. (Let me explain if you’ve never heard of this.) My golfing career has basically coincided with my marriage, meaning, I picked up golf right around the […]
Music to my ears
By Dom Cioffi This past Saturday I announced to my wife that I was headed out to do some errands. I then took a quick shower, gathered some snacks for the ride, and jumped into my truck to leave. But while it […]
There’s nothing to fear
By Dom Cioffi I have a friend whose son has always been a serious risk taker. In fact, his kid has been a constant source of anxiety for him from as far back as I can remember. He’s told me […]
The Hard Sell
By Dom Cioffi My doorbell rang the other night around dinnertime, but I didn’t think much about it since my doorbell rings every night around dinnertime. Ninety-nine out of one hundred times, it’s one of my son’s friends looking to […]
Up and coming
By Dom Cioffi I had a conversation recently with a young mother who was pining over the sickness of her newborn. At six months old, this was the child’s first real illness so she was understandably concerned. I could sense […]
Oh, those summer nights
By Dom Cioffi It’s one of those memories that will be forever burned into my psyche. It was a summer night right after my high school graduation and I was ready to make a major bad decision (although it didn’t […]
Go, Speed Racer, Go!
By Dom Cioffi I was driving through town the other day when my son erupted from the backseat, “Dad, look, it’s a Porsche!” I glanced over to the opposite side of the road just quick enough to catch a bright […]