Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
When I look in the mirror in the morning, I see a young kid looking back at me. I wipe the steam from the mirror and a recent college graduate, in the big city, off on his own for the first time, stares back at me. He looks younger. I don’t see quite the same... Continue Reading →
Forty-six years ago, Hurricane Agnes started out as a tropical depression in the Caribbean Sea. The depression began slowly on June 14, 1972, and started building up steam, first becoming Tropical Storm Agnes, before finally turning into a full-blown hurricane. The hurricane hit landfall near Panama City, Florida five days later on June 19 and... Continue Reading →
When I was young, I wasn’t very confident. I was the quiet kid who was glued to a book or things that I knew like sports. I preferred hanging out in small groups instead of loud, large ones, so when a kid in my class told me that he wanted to partner with me on... Continue Reading →
Tonight Show host Jimmy Fallon steps out onto the NBC Studio at 30 Rockefeller Plaza in New York City to a rousing applause. He waves to the crowd and tells a few opening jokes about current events, including a joke or two at President Donald Trump’s expense, before diving into one about Elton John’s announcement... Continue Reading →
My friend didn’t actually hit me in the face, but it sure felt like he had. If you had questioned me at the time, you would have had a hard time convincing me that he hadn't. His comments surprised me and knocked me into the next room. We were catching up and he mentioned that... Continue Reading →
When I step away from my desk at work, I look out of a corner window, out over a walking trail, picnic tables, and small pond that serves as a calming oasis in a maze of corporate buildings and local roads. I’ve noticed lately that I’ve been taking more and more advantage of the opportunity... Continue Reading →
The DJ had the music turned up so loud that I couldn’t hear my college fraternity brother talk. We filled up our cups with more beer and went upstairs to the second-floor landing to watch out over the rest of the party-goers. While still loud, I could hear a little better what my friend was... Continue Reading →
I came home to find my wife and three kids sitting at the kitchen table, legs dangling over their chairs. My oldest son had a huge grin on his face. I noticed first the smile and then later the large bandage on his arm. I figured there must be a story to tell and, boy... Continue Reading →
The driver in the blue Honda in front of me braked suddenly without warning. The sun had just started to go down in the horizon and the reddish-amber sky matched the Honda’s red brake lights. Fortunately, I had been paying attention and was able to break easily to avoid an accident. Traffic on the four... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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