* My husband and I met while working in the front office for the Baltimore Orioles at Camden Yards back in the 90s. Many of you know this story, or may have heard it once or twice before here on Steph’s Scribe. But now the story has come full circle. My husband left the club… Read More Love and The Orioles
I’ll always have a little bit of baseball in my soul, even all these years later after having worked for the Orioles. The truth is, I grew up in baseball. I did. From the age of 19 through my early 30s, I learned so much from working for the Baltimore Orioles organization. That experience molded… Read More Writing About Baseball: The Slump from The Postcard & Other Short Stories
* This morning I took a ride to Camden Yards. It was surreal—like going back in time to the commute I did for many years from 1992 through 1998 when I was a full-time employee of the ballclub. (Prior to that, beginning in 1985, I commuted to old Memorial Stadium). I had to pick up… Read More Back at Camden Yards, Pangs of Nostalgia and Thankfulness
This week, my colleagues Leeanne Bell McManus, Chip Rouse, and I received page proofs of our textbook entitled “Event Planning: Communicating Theory and Practice” which is being published by Kendall Hunt. The year plus of work on this book has been interesting for me, to say the least. As someone who was trained in academia… Read More On the Road to Event Planning
As I sat in the Club Level at Camden Yards on Thursday night, excited for Game One of the ALDS to begin between the hometown Baltimore Orioles and the visiting Detroit Tigers, I basked in the atmosphere. The ballpark hummed. Why, it was only a few years ago when it was devoid of Orioles fans… Read More Baseball, Baltimore & Boisterous Real Fans: Well Worth the Wait
Last Friday night, I organized a reunion. It wasn’t a high school or college reunion. It was a reunion of people who worked together in Baltimore for a baseball team called the Orioles. Having spent many seasons as an employee of the club, and having many friends who did the same (some of them still… Read More The True Meaning of Friendship
The White Queen in Alice in Wonderland said, “Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.” What impossible things do we all believe in? Here are six I’ve chosen to share . . . 1—I believe in ghosts. In some form or another, I do believe they exist, and they are… Read More Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast?
It’s quite a combination, I know. Taking the subject of baseball and rolling it into a novel women will want to read. Women’s fiction…contemporary romance…and baseball? Who is she kidding? one might ask. Here’s the thing: I’m finally up for the challenge. At about 35,000 words already written for the novel (BENEATH THE MIMOSA TREE… Read More The New Thing: Writing About Baseball (And love. And death.)
With all due respect to Yankees fans, people like my cousin Chrysti, Louis, my Jersey relatives and my husband’s relatives, my kid-sitter Lauren, and my former counterpart at the Yankees who’s still a fan, Gregg Mazzola, it’s time. Time for revenge. As a front office employee during the 1996 ALCS, I sat and cried when… Read More Revenge
Last night, my family and I went to Camden Yards. Some of you readers know that I worked for the Orioles for many years. The Orioles and Camden Yards are sentimental to me for so many reasons, namely because I met my husband and some of my best friends there, and also because it was… Read More The Pink Panther, Mark, and Me
* * * It was 1995. Cal was set to tie—and then break—Lou Gehrig’s consecutive games streak record. I worked for the Orioles as the Director of Publishing. It was a great year to be a member of the Orioles front office. In about seven weeks, we put together Cal’s Commemorative Book, a publication created… Read More Orioles Magic, Old & New
Every once in a while I get this crazy notion to ransack boxes in my basement in search of a 1993 Orioles All-Star ring the club gave me during the time I worked there many moons ago. It was incredibly special to me; it represented years of working for an organization I loved. Back then,… Read More Missing: Mourning the Loss of a 1993 Baltimore Orioles All-Star Ring
