Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I’ve worn glasses since I was in fifth grade. I hated them at first, because they made me stand out and, trust me, no one in elementary school wants to be called "four eyes." In time, though, I got used to them, they're just a fact of life. I’ve had big ones, small ones, rectangular... Continue Reading →
I remember the first time I heard the term “white privilege.” Oh, the African American student who yelled it at me, didn’t use the actual term white privilege, it wasn’t a word that you heard all that much back then, but his point was still the same. It was a chilly spring day, but the... Continue Reading →
In the weeks prior to the Coronavirus bringing everything to a halt in the United States, I had been working in a large city near where I live. I would take the train into the city and during my lunch break, I would go for a long walk. I started the walks to try to... Continue Reading →
When I went to college, I had a Mass Communications Course where the professor came into class one day and asked everyone to come back in two weeks with our predictions for the future. He wanted to know our thoughts on how the world of television, media, and social sciences would change. To get us... Continue Reading →
When I was 11, my basketball coach, who wasn’t much older than my teammates and I, walked the sideline of the small town community hall where we played, yelling and throwing his hands up in the air when we made a mistake or he disagreed with the referee's call. A few years later when I... Continue Reading →
When Mother's Day rolls around each year, I often find myself thinking of my mother, not as a grown women caring for my brothers and me or, even now, loving life as a grandmother, but instead, I find myself thinking of her as a young girl. In fact, I'm ultimately drawn back to a piece... Continue Reading →
When I got my driver’s license as a young sixteen-year-old, I couldn’t wait to drive. I didn’t care that the car was our family sedan and that anything over 55 mph and the car would start to shake and shimmy. The car and my driver’s license, a small card that had my name and indicated... Continue Reading →
I’ve been married to my wife for more than 25 years. When you wake up next to the same person for that many years, you get to know them pretty well. In my wife's case, I've learned everything from her little idiosyncrasies like how she rubs her nose with the palm of her hand to... Continue Reading →
We’ve followed the rules, we’ve tried to stay home, we’ve avoided close contact with people who are sick. We've kept distance between us and others. We've washed our hands often throughout the day and avoided touching our eyes, nose, and mouth. We've covered our mouths when we coughed or sneezed and we've cleaned and disinfected... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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