I grew up pretty poor in East Boston. We lived in a three-decker, dumbbell tenement where my mother and sister had to walk through my bedroom to get to their own. My sister’s bedroom was basically a storage room or oversized closet. There were no doors in the rooms, so there wasn’t a whole lot […]
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Sports marketing is not brain surgery; that’s why I’m in the industry. I can’t stand the sight of a doctor making an incision. I do not have a mind for building rocket ships. In fact, I am not even skilled enough to fix a car. When it comes to computer programming, I’m lost and confused. […]
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