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Keith Brown
Keith Brown is a veteran reporter and writer living in central New Jersey in a tiny little house near the ocean.

My other works can be found at myPortfolio Site. You can also find me on Twitter at @Keith_M_Brown.

Entries by Keith Brown

Where Did We Go Wrong?

(15) Comments | Posted September 21, 2012 | 3:51 PM

I am a reporter. I write about what's in front of me, to the best of my ability and with the highest degree of accuracy possible.

That is what I do. It is how I feed my family. It is among the reasons I get out of bed in the...

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Surfing Heals: Autism Group Takes Kids Riding The Waves

(1) Comments | Posted September 12, 2012 | 11:13 AM


To say that he had been looking forward to it all week does a disservice to the magnitude of his new-found obsession.

Surfing. On a real surfboard. With a real surfer.

Sunday could not come fast enough. And no neurotypical...

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Anatomy of a Tragedy: Kitchen Accident Guts Home, Turns Teen into Hero

(0) Comments | Posted June 6, 2012 | 3:12 PM

It was a pretty good day.

Bonnie Glab's shift at the New Horizons in Autism group home where she works as a teacher and aide started at the usual time, 3:00 p.m. It was her first day back from vacation and a couple of hours later, all indications still pointed...

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The Unnamed Bicycle Column: A Cultural Shift

(0) Comments | Posted April 6, 2012 | 4:01 PM


It was just an hour. It was just a couple of dozen people. It was just a bike ride, for goodness sake.

But it was more.

The bike ride recently organized by the mayor of a small central New Jersey town was emblematic...

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The Unnamed Bicycle Column: Beyond the Tour de France

(2) Comments | Posted March 26, 2012 | 5:26 PM

It was bound to happen, I suppose.

Ride a bike for a period of time, and someone is going to call you Lance Armstrong. It's just going to happen. Twenty-some odd years ago, I'm sure cyclists were called Greg LeMond, too.

Bicycling, specifically American bicycling, does not have a lot...

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The Unnamed Bicycle Column: The Chosen Commuter

(6) Comments | Posted March 21, 2012 | 5:25 PM


I had for once remembered to bring my camera on a recent ride through town. There were some offbeat landmarks I wanted to get photos of for work, but I almost never remember to bring the blasted camera with me. Today...

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The Unnamed Bicycle Column: Changing the World

(0) Comments | Posted March 13, 2012 | 11:46 AM

Fred's bicycle allows him to see patients in rural Zambia with greater ease.

Bharati's helps to provide her with access to an education she might not otherwise get in India.

Mirriam, a disabled Ghanian woman, has a chance to disprove the stigma that comes with her condition by being the...

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The Unnamed Bicycle Column: The First Three

(0) Comments | Posted March 5, 2012 | 5:02 PM


Three miles.

Three miles was all I could ride without a break on my first few rides after deciding to get back on a bicycle after a 20-some-year hiatus.

They were a hard-earned three miles, too, what with the wheezing and the heart pounding...

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The Unnamed Bicycle Column: Punk's Not Dead

(0) Comments | Posted February 28, 2012 | 12:53 PM

The sun, wisely, was still sleeping when I arrived for the ride, my headlight leading the way to the start line where a growing gaggle of cyclists lined up for the long miles ahead of us.

I saw no familiar face.

I was meeting two friends for today's ride, or...

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The Unnamed Bicycle Column: Time After Time

(0) Comments | Posted February 21, 2012 | 4:53 PM

You're not supposed to root against your kids.

As a parent, you want your children to succeed, to meet challenges, hurdle obstacles, and vanquish adversity. You're not supposed to want them to fail.

But here I am, my hand on the saddle of my 6-year-old girl's bicycle, holding her sparkly...

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It Was Around 2 p.m. When I Got the First Call...

(0) Comments | Posted February 14, 2012 | 9:25 AM

It was around 2 p.m. when I got the first call.

I had just dismounted my bike at the third rest stop along the New York Century Tour, my first ever long-distance tour. I was about 60 miles into the 100-mile event when my cell phone rang.

I hadn't seen...

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