Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I let out a tear a few weeks ago. The actor who played Louis Rodriguez, Sesame Street’s fix-it shop owner for 44 years, starting in 1971, passed away. Emilio Delgado died at the age of 81, after a two-year battle with cancer. We didn’t watch much television as a young kid, but I was allowed... Continue Reading →
My mom kissed me on my forehead and tucked me into my bed for the fourth time that night. She had to be losing her patience. I had been up and down all night. She’d put me down one minute and a few minutes later I would be up-and-out of bed again. I was getting... Continue Reading →
I sat in the car in the Walmart parking lot staring straight ahead. I was trying to make, what was up to that point, the toughest decision of my life. I guess I should correct that and say I was "re-thinking" the toughest decision of my life. The editor of a small newspaper in upstate... Continue Reading →
I see the train coming down the tracks. The smart thing would be to move, to get out of the way, but I'm memorized. I can't take a step back or a forward, my legs are full of jelly. Yes, my wife and I enter the high school and take an empty seat in the... Continue Reading →
When my oldest son was a young boy, he would dress-up in a white t-shirt and green camo pants and play soldier. He’d march out the backdoor with a pack over his shoulder and his bb gun, where he’d set up targets in the yard. The bb gun was far from the best. It was... Continue Reading →
I stepped away from my desk. I had been working nonstop since mid-morning. I walked downstairs from my home office to see my son pull into the driveway. I greeted him at the door with a smile. We chatted briefly about his day and I told him about my meetings. Before he went up to his... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, my parents purchased a set of encyclopedias. I don’t know if they purchased them from a door-to-door salesman, mail order or some other way. My memory is a bit foggy. All I know is that a large chunk of the alphabet showed up one day. I think a few of... Continue Reading →
The Mississippi native was talking about all the things wrong with his home state. He listed the problems and the state’s ranking in various nationwide surveys rapid fire. He knew them well and mocked the state's poor showing: Ranked 50th in poverty. Ranked 49th in the mortality rate, suicide rate, smoking rate, mental health, infant mortality... Continue Reading →
I talk back to the screen. I question why the screen writer took the plot of the story in one way instead of another or why the character that we haven’t seen in two episodes has apparently come back from the dead. I throw up my hands in frustration. When the CIA officer in the... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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