(Second in a week-long series on hope and optimism for the future.) The guy on the radio was talking about how the world has "gone to hell in a hand basket." He was clamoring against the rise of organized sports, participation trophies, and "woke" and over-involved parents. He talked glowingly about the seventies and eighties... Continue Reading →
(First in a week-long series on hope and optimism for the future.) When I was in elementary school, the teacher would turn on a projector and pull down the screen in the front of the class and we’d watch grainy film clips of Astronaut Neil Armstrong taking his first steps on the moon and saying,... Continue Reading →
In April, I was stuck in traffic a few miles from home and the drive seemed to take forever. Five minutes passed and we barely moved. I rolled my eyes. Would the drive ever end? Fast forward to early May, my son and I were driving cross country, more than 2,500 miles away to get... Continue Reading →
In the middle of the craziness, I don’t think I yelled it, but I could have. I know I was certainly thinking it: “Run Toto run, run like the wind.” My son needed his car with him in California, so when he was on leave earlier last month, we drove it cross country. The “California... Continue Reading →
We often make things harder than necessary. When Bill Clinton shot onto the national scene in 1991 and won the presidency, his campaign team was famously credited with keeping things simple. When tawdry headlines or even policy issues could've pulled Clinton off the mark, his team worked to keep the news coming out of their... Continue Reading →
When singer Tina Turner was at her lowest, she was hiding out from her abusive ex-husband Ike Turner and had little to no money coming in to survive. When Turner's died last week, I knew much of her story. I knew how she had clawed her way out of a horrible situation and back to... Continue Reading →
Oh, I got nothing today. The proverbial "can" as in having a blog post prepared and "in the can and ready to go at a moment's notice" is empty. The in-the-moment water spout is dry too, in fact it’s as dry as the Mojave Desert. Oh, it's not for the lack of trying. I sit... Continue Reading →
When I grew up rural Central Pennsylvania, my Cub Scout pack or my Little League Team would walk each year in our local Memorial Day Parade. We'd get dressed up in our scout or baseball uniform and we'd meet at the far end of town outside a local church. We'd line up in small rows... Continue Reading →
Memorial Day in the U.S. began as a way to honor those who died in the Civil War and has become a day to honor all American veterans who gave their lives in sacrifice to our nation. It's right that we should remember these heroes for everything they've given us. Image by Andri via Pexels.... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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