Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I won’t see my kids this Father’s Day. My two oldest are in California and Washington, D.C. My youngest has been away at the beach this past week and will be just getting home on Sunday, but I’m pretty sure he’ll be wiped out from his week away and am not counting on seeing much... Continue Reading →
My laugh is loud. It can be really loud. My wife likes to tease me on how loud my laugh can get. She once claimed that it starts out as a giggle and builds to a volcanic eruption. I'm not sure I completely agree, but there's no denying that it’s what some might call a... Continue Reading →
I have three children. I have one kid who carries a 100-pound pack up rugged hills and across the hot desert at his Marine Corps base in California. (Can you still call your son a kid when he can buy a round of tequila shots for his buddies?) I have another kid working and living in... Continue Reading →
I’ve written numerous times in the past that I’m convinced that God or fate, depending on your religious beliefs, has a finely-tuned sense of humor. He or she is better than any comedian I've ever seen — better than Robin Williams, Eddie Murphy, Bob Hope, Joan Rivers, Tina Fey and whoever else you can name... Continue Reading →
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 →
Nittany, our twelve-year old Lhasa Apso – Bichon Frise dog, stood at attention on the armrest of the sofa glaring at the intruder. She looked at him the way a detective sneers at a career criminal, trying to get him to confess to a string of burglaries. Her eyes never let him out of her... 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 carried our young daughter into the emergency room. I had one arm holding her back and another underneath her legs, cradling her in my arms. My wife followed closely by my side. The nurse at the front desk took one look at the three of us from behind her monitor and pointed to a... 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 →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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