Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I find that life is all about waiting. We spend our lives in real life and imaginary queues. Here's a few of the places I've been forced to wait throughout my life. Maybe you can relate: --Waiting for the job offer. I wait and wait. "They remember me, right?" --I have a crush on the... Continue Reading →
(I first ran this story in August 2017. I've made a few updates.) The optometrist clicked on the lens and asked: “Which is better, line 1 or line 2?” We had been at this game for ten minutes, but to me it felt like an hour. I squinted my eyes together hoping it would help... Continue Reading →
(I first published this story in July 2016.) My friends and I walked down the festival midway like we were benevolent kings surveying our court. In reality, we probably had only had a few wadded up bills and change between us. Still, we sauntered up and down the two rows of the fair like we... Continue Reading →
I’m starting to believe in ghosts. In fact, I think I have proof that we have one in our house. Oh, it's friendly enough, but still a ghost. Our long time family pet, Nittany, died in February. In the last week alone, my wife has twice found wisps of wavy white hair. Nittany was a Lhasa-Apsa... Continue Reading →
I was like many little kids. I went through a phase where I loved big bulldozers, skidloaders, and backhoes trucks. I wanted nothing more than to play in the dirt. I had a metal Tonka dump truck and imagined that I was on a construction site and working just like the real people. I thought... Continue Reading →
I have to gloat. I am . . . The Man. The Myth. The Legend. If you had a camera on me right now, you would see me strutting across my kitchen floor. My arms would be up in the air and a big old smile would be across my face. Queen's We Are the... Continue Reading →
When my middle son was in first grade, he found a little yellow frog in our toy box. It was one of those small toys that you get out of a coin-operated vending machine. For a three week period, the 50 cent toy meant the world to him. He carried it with him wherever he... Continue Reading →
Sometimes Pennsylvania feels like the center of the universe for folksy sayings, slang, and idioms. When I'm out and about, often times I'll hear something. The writer in me makes me stand up and take notice. Oh, you have the yinz and youse comments, meaning "you all. There are other peculiarities like wooder for water.... Continue Reading →
I need some help from my readers. I make a regular trip for coffee to Wawa, a convenience store near my house. I often grab a soft pretzel and a soda for later. I'm usually dressed in shorts or sweatpants and maybe a t-shirt. If I'm running straight from a Zoom meeting, I'll have on... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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