Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
Oh, my teacher meant well. My seventh-grade teacher tried to introduce my class to the joy of poetry. She tasked us with finding a poem that we liked and then reciting it from memory to rest of the class. We had a limited selection of poems to choose. Half of the class, meaning most of... Continue Reading →
Rock giants, The Rolling Stones, can't always get what they want, but they try real hard and sometimes, well, they just might find, they get what they need. The group announced last week a North American 16-city tour that will be sponsored by AARP and will kick off on April 28. The tour will feature... Continue Reading →
My wife’s knees were bothering her the other day. She was on her feet much of the day and it was catching up to her. My back has been bothering me too. I joke that we’re getting older, but it’s more than that, we’ve earned our bruises the hard way. Here’s what I mean: When... Continue Reading →
I looked down at my phone in horror. I had charged it overnight, but the battery was dead. One minute The Rolling Stones were singing “I can't get no satisfaction,” and the next I was listening to dead air. I wondered what had happened to Mick Jagger, but I didn’t have time to figure it... Continue Reading →
Axios HQ, a global management firm, surveyed 540 executives and over a thousand employees earlier this year and estimated that the cost of ineffective business communication annually in the U.S. runs companies more than $2 trillion. The number grows exponentially when you factor in the billions spent each year on business communications training courses with names... Continue Reading →
When my dad was in his early forties, he had a major heart attack that damaged much of his heart. He was lucky to survive the attack and he later needed a quadruple heart bypass. The surgeon took an artery from my father's leg and inserted it in his heart, creating a new path for... Continue Reading →
I took the elevator down to the ground floor and walked to my parents car. We had moved my stuff into my dorm and all we needed to do was say our goodbyes. The quad area was crazy, parents and kids were coming from all directions, pushing and pulling trollies. I was saying goodbye to... Continue Reading →
I feel like a young Steve Winwood singing "Back in the High Life Again. Our 15 year-old dog Nittany, a Lhasa Apsa - Bichon Frise, has pushed me aside for so long that I forgot what it felt like to have her adoring love. Oh, Nittany loves the entire family, but there's no question who's... Continue Reading →
In elementary school, making friends seemed to come easy. You became friends over shared likenesses and how you liked to spend recess. "You like kickball too. Wanna be friends?" In high school, it was over shared experiences, like suffering through the same class or sweating together, running cross country. As an adult, I find that... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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