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May 13, 2008


Paul Gaita

Amazing how a glimpse of one's pets in a state of rest can just melt away any anxiety, sadness, etc. I can be in the foulest mood possible, yet if I come across one of my dogs in mid-snooze, I'm a brighter and happier guy by leaps and bounds. I guess the idea is that if they're content enough to catch a nap, what's my problem?

Dan E

Amen, Mr. Gaita.


Good luck wrapping up the book. I am really excited about this...

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    Dan Epstein is the author of Big Hair and Plastic Grass: A Funky Ride Through Baseball and America in the Swinging '70s and Stars and Strikes: Baseball and America in the Bicentennial Summer of '76, both published by Thomas Dunne Books/St. Martin's Press. He writes about baseball, music and other cultural obsessions for a variety of outlets and publications. He lives in Greensboro, NC, and is available for speaking engagements.