Growing up with Reggie
If you grew up in Indiana, you grew up with Reggie Miller. So now that he's gone, so are your younger days.
Reggie Miller can't be done.
For one thing, I'm not ready to have a mortgage, host dinner parties and savor the bouquet on a nice bottle of shiraz.
But when Reggie walked off the court at Conseco Fieldhouse on Thursday night to the thunderous and heartfelt cheers of a defeated crowd, it became a heck of a lot more difficult for me to deny the cold embrace of adulthood, with the roadside attraction that is middle age looming off in the distance like Wall Drug ...
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