Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
After a long day of work, my dad would set his wallet on our kitchen table. I was amazed by both what was in it and how thick it was. The wallet was worn and sweat stained and looked the size of a small brick. He wasn't the only one. My baseball coach would come... Continue Reading →
When early American Indians and settlers looked out over the woods of Appalachia, The Great Plains, or the majesty of what is Yosemite, I wonder about what was going through their minds. Mother Nature can be unforgiving. I'm sure they were concerned about just surviving. Did they stop and take in the beauty? I have... Continue Reading →
I walk into a room and turn on a light. I stop for a minute and I'm speechless. I'm streaming a movie on my laptop. My phone is open to a chat I'm having with a coworker and I have music playing in the background. I wonder how I explain any of this. I'm stumped.... Continue Reading →
In a crucial scene in Star Wars: Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back, Darth Vader attempts to turn Luke Skywalker to the Dark Side and says, "Luke, I am your father." It's an amazing scene, a big twist in the film. Vader wants to lure Luke to his side, but Luke remains dedicated to... Continue Reading →
I'm thinking I might be watching too much TV and movies. It might be time for me to get out more. Here's what I mean. Our youngest son texted us from college recently with some good news. A professor sent him a message that praised his lab work and thanked him for helping get newer... Continue Reading →
I am a product of the '80s. American rock band ZZ Top's release of the song Sharp Dressed Man in 1983 left a strong impression on me. They put out an accompanying video that has been coming back to me in recent days. In the video, a parking valet gets transformed into a sought-after star... Continue Reading →
When the hotel elevator opened up to the lobby, I saw right away that things were amiss. Chairs and sofas were disheveled. A coffee table was turned over, missing a leg. There was rubbish and confetti strewn everywhere on the ground. I walked to the hotel manager and put out my hands in a questioning... Continue Reading →
When I was a newspaper reporter and wanted feedback, I would go straight to the source. I would stop by a local coffee shop and grab a coffee. To help stir the pot, so-to-speak, I would grab a few issues of that day's paper and leave them on the empty tables. I would watch patrons... Continue Reading →
Some might say I'm opinionated. I like to think I'm wise. Tomayto, tomahto. I've noticed that some of my opinions put me in the minority. I don't mind though. I know I'm right. Here's what I mean: —The Beach Boys were blah. I love the water. I love the beach and I definitely love good... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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