Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
(I ran a version of this story in July 2019. I'm seeing a lot of parents on social media talking about sending their kids off to college. This seemed like a good time to rerun it.) I sprinted ten yards. I stopped quickly to a brisk walk for a few paces. Then, I sprinted again... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I wish I was a kid again. Oh, I'm not saying kids have it easier today, because I don't think they do. They have it rough. They face poverty and hunger. According to UNICEF, around 333 million children live in extreme poverty. They face societal pressures and bullying and depression too. It's a tough time to be... Continue Reading →
(I first wrote this story in June 2019. I've made a few updates.) I created the line-up card and handed it into the umpire. When the baseball game got started, I called for the steal. I switched players. I also made the long walk to the pitcher’s mound to take out the starting pitcher and... Continue Reading →
I skimmed a story the other day that offered gift ideas for loved ones. The article listed all the normal presents: flowers; jewelry; chocolate, and experiences like massages or weekends away. When I saw the list, I was shocked that the author neglected to include a run-of-the-mill rock or stone. I considered writing the editor,... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, my dad used to carry a small, red squeeze change purse. You don't see many adults carry these around much anymore. I guess he didn't like the loose change in his pockets. At the end of the day, he would routinely go through his change and give me his extra... 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 ran version of this story in July 2016. I've updated and made a few changes to the piece.) When I was young kid, I loved to watch my dad carve an old sea captain or a duck from a block of wood. Or maybe a hound dog or grizzly bear. He carved anything that... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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