Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I closed my eyes, then I opened them again. I looked one way and then the other, checking to make sure no one was watching me. I stared motionless for ten long seconds. Convinced that I was alone, I closed my eyes once more, took a deep breath and clasped my hands over my heart.... Continue Reading →
I’m a big believer in the power of having a growth mindset and learning new things. To that end, I’ve learned a few important things over the past several weeks. --I used to think that peanut butter was peanut butter. However, I’ve learned that we’re a Skippy Peanut Butter Brand family instead of Jif. I... Continue Reading →
My mother, with a little help from God, is getting her sweet revenge. When I was a kid in high school, my mother would have to regularly pick me up from cross country or track practice. Our coach would end practice in the early evening and like clockwork my mother would be there to pick... Continue Reading →
California has the sun. Oh the beautiful sun. Florida has the beaches. They’ve got Pennsylvania beat by a mile, but William Penn’s commonwealth does have one thing they can only dream about: Snow Days. I woke up the other day to dreary skies and a forecast of several inches of snow and ice. Most of... Continue Reading →
In the comic book world, Kryptonite brought Superman to his knees. Superman would be kicking butt and Lex Luther or one villain or another would sneak some Kryptonite onto the scene and all bets would be off. Kryptonite, the green, crystal-like mineral would weaken and sicken Superman. He’d be crushed to his knees. Of course,... Continue Reading →
I have a strange habit. It dates back to when I first became a newspaper reporter. Some people play with their hair, crack their knuckles, or say “Umm” and “Like” frequently in their speech. My habit: I read obituaries. No, I really read them. It doesn’t matter if I know the person or not, if... Continue Reading →
The barber spread the gown over top of me. I braced myself. I had already said hello and told him how I wanted my hair to be cut. We had gotten the basics out of the way. Still, I knew what was coming. “How about this warm weather?” he said waving a crooked finger toward... Continue Reading →
I have red ones and blue ones, some have stripes and patterns. Some were very expensive to buy, others not so much. A few have spots where I spilled coffee or soda on them, most are made of sheeny silk and glisten in the light. They sit and they wait for me to pull them... Continue Reading →
I’ve long been fascinated by stand-up comedians. When I was a young kid, I loved to catch Bob Hope and Steve Martin on TV. Hope would make fun of his golf game or the intelligence of some hulking college All-American, Martin would riff on being a "wild and crazy guy." When I got a few... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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