Cook: The gifts keep coming at Howard
For too long, the Howard School's football field has been nearly unplayable.

For too long, the Howard School's football field has been nearly unplayable.

Usually, I'm asking the questions, but here, 60-year-old Mendonsa turns the tables. Our interview lasts over an hour, and Mendonsa, the earringed and bearded executive director of Widows Harvest Ministries, says many things, but it's this question - posed to me and perhaps you, too - that echoes long after lunch ends.

Wednesday afternoon's baseball game at Howard School wasn't cold. Sure, it was barely 40 degrees, with a bitter wind, but please. That's nothing when, just four days earlier, you worked a 14-hour day, through two sleet storms and one snowfall, to make sure your baseball field was game-ready.

Not long ago, I heard of a Chattanooga man who bought season tickets to the Fox Theater in Atlanta. Why? One reason. When a touring "Hamilton" comes to town - 2019? 2020? - he'll already have tickets.
Twenty years ago, when Chattanooga voters to the polls to elect a mayor and city council, there were 32 names on the ballot.
Two Sundays ago, within hours of reading about the Howard team, so many of you responded. Phone calls. Emails. New and used gear. Sweat labor. Strangers began showing up at practice, bringing shovels and rakes, ready to work. One reader emailed the MLB commissioner. But most of all? You sent money.
Last Sunday, this column focused on the magnificent Howard baseball team.

Last summer, Jon Johnson, a 31-year old Spanish teacher and baseball coach from north Alabama, accepted a job at The Howard School. As a sort of celebration, he drove two friends over to the school to see the baseball field.
It was last minute. On a school night. And not a single North Shore parking space to be found. Seriously. Not one.
Sales of George Orwell's classic '1984' spiked last week after the White House spoke of 'alternative facts,' echoing Orwell's prediction of a totalitarian repression of truth through 'newspeak.'
