Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
The bus went around the curve traveling faster than it probably should have and nearly sent me sprawling to the floor. I hung on tightly to the armrest to make sure the next curve or large pothole didn’t send me flying again. To top it off, the bus engine roared louder than a sell-out heavy... Continue Reading →
We dropped my son off at college this past weekend. He graduated high school earlier this month and he’s taking two college classes over the summer to get a head start on his degree. With his bags dropped off in his new dorm room, his clothes hung up and put away in his closet, his... Continue Reading →
The speaker droned on. His presentation lacked any real substance, I was already tired from staying up late the night before to take care of a work-related fire, and I was eyeing up the “X” button on screen to click out of the training. And then he said something that caught my attention. “You should... Continue Reading →
The countdown for my son is down to a few hours. He’s down to his final hours of high school. He took his last final exam on Tuesday and he’s got just a few hours of graduation practice left with the rest of his class before "walking" to pick up his diploma on Friday. From... Continue Reading →
I like to go back and read the 25-page report. It’s written in a medical, matter of fact tone. Large sections of the report are highlighted and my wife has written comments in pencil on several of the report pages. I read it over-and-over again and I remember the intense fear and worry we shared.... Continue Reading →
I like to play Chess with my son. I’m a novice and he’s a much better player than me, but I still like to play him. I like the ebb and flow of the game and how you need to be thinking two or three moves in advance. I find too that it’s a great... Continue Reading →
When I became a teenager in the early 80s, we listened to Rick Springfield sing about Jessie's Girl and Diana Ross and Lionel Richie sing of their Endless Love; played Pac-Man and Centipede in a downtown arcade, read George Orwell’s 1984, went in droves to see The Empire Strikes Back and spent our free time trying... Continue Reading →
First a little background. I’m a smart person, I’m no dummy. I paid attention in elementary and middle school and later in high school. I earned a bachelor’s degree from a large public, research-based school. If we’re getting into resume specifics, I later took night classes to get a Master's in Business Administration. Heck, I even have a... Continue Reading →
In 1981, wealthy businessman Eugene Lang was asked back to his old elementary school, PS 121 in Harlem to address the graduating sixth grade class. They would be soon going off to middle school and hopefully high school. He planned to tell the kids to study and work hard—all the usual stuff. However, on the... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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