Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
There are certain television lines that come back easily from my childhood. Jimmie Walker’s famous line “Dy-no-mite!” from the show Good Times, which I knew before I ever saw an actual episode, because Walker’s face was plastered across magazines like Tiger Beat and Teen, ranks as one of the earliest. Ricky Ricardo, played by Desi Arnaz,... Continue Reading →
I walked into the classroom and sat down. I was early, class wouldn’t start for another twenty minutes, so I pulled out my schedule. I had a busy semester and needed something light. A friend had suggested Religious Studies 101 with a particular professor. He claimed that it was an easy A. I just needed... Continue Reading →
It's that time of year again. Valentine's Day comes on Tuesday. It will be here before you know it. Valentine's has so many different meanings. For some, it's a burden, a reminder of what's lost or never was. For others, it's a commercially-created must-do, a check-box of sorts: "Gotta get the heart-shaped chocolates and a... Continue Reading →
The house looked immaculate. I liked that it looked big enough to hold two football teams, had a huge garage, and a beautiful gate. I liked too that it was right on the bay. Of course, I liked the huge boat tied tight to the dock and the speedy sports car parked out front. I... Continue Reading →
Nittany, our 13-year-old Lhasa Apso – Bichon Frise, whines. I try to calm her by rubbing her ears, but she returns my love with her big questioning eyes that ask why I’m not letting her down onto the floor. She wants to know who is at the door. When we have a delivery from Amazon... Continue Reading →
My wife and I attended a viewing this past weekend. I've written about this in the past, I'm a "big baby" about viewings and funerals. Oh, I want to be caring and show my respects. I'm just reticent because I know the event will be full of small talk and I won't know what to... Continue Reading →
Early in my work career, I walked out of a team meeting with a friend of mine. I had slipped in late and he was giving me the rundown on what I had missed. When I was convinced that we were alone and could talk freely, I asked him about a contentious part of the... Continue Reading →
When I saw that Thornton Wilder’s play “Our Town” debuted on Broadway on this day in 1938, I sat back in my chair. A swirl of memories from high school in the mid 1980s came to mind. I read Our Town for the first time in English class and remember being amazed. I had never... Continue Reading →
When I hear historians or newspeople talk about the story, I imagine myself in her same position. I think about what I would have done and the politics of the time. I know that I would have been worried for my own safety. I'd like to think that I would have stood my ground, that... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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