Helene Elliott: Thank you, readers, for helping my sportswriting dream come true
LOS ANGELES — We had plans. My husband, Dennis D'Agostino, was going to reduce his workload as the New York Knicks' team historian and a statistician for sports teams' TV and radio broadcasts, and I was going to cover the Paris Olympics and then bid au revoir to the Los Angeles Times. We talked about visiting Maui next summer for our 25th anniversary, with a stop at the beach where we got ...
LOS ANGELES — We had plans.
My husband, Dennis D'Agostino, was going to reduce his workload as the New York Knicks' team historian and a statistician for sports teams' TV and radio broadcasts, and I was going to cover the Paris Olympics and then bid au revoir to the Los Angeles Times. We talked about visiting Maui next summer for our 25th anniversary, with a stop at the beach where we got married. Or, as he called it, the scene of the crime.
Man plans, God laughs. And then you cry.
When my husbum (a nickname he loved) died of a heart attack in September, those plans blew up. So did my life. I threw myself into my work, hoping to be distracted from the paralyzing grief. To a degree, working helped. Colleagues and team officials were kind and
