Orange, Blue... and Dad's Green
Origami hearts I folded last week during my job as we took June 10 to show our NY Knick's love As I write this, the Knicks championship parade has just begun winding its way through the streets of Manhattan. Their long-awaited victory in this year's Finals has me feeling all kinds of ways, just like every other New Yorker- and I'm not even an active fan! Sure, I watched the occasional game with friends or family over the years but the truth is, in my household my father- my very New York father, born and raised in the Bronx and a lifelong Yankees fan- was never a Knicks fan. His basketball heart belonged to the Boston Celtics. So instead, I grew up surrounded by Larry Bird posters, T-shirts, Celtics books on shelves and the coffee table. As a boy, he fell in love with the team of the 1950s, dazzled by a player whose brilliance stayed with him for decades. Later, Larry Bird became his favorite. The Celtics Kelly-green uniforms didn't hurt either, as that particular green...