Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I held my phone up to the scanner to get my boarding pass, but nothing happened. I turned it in a different direction, but the scanner still failed to pick up the QR code. I looked up for help. What was I doing wrong? Finally, a Muslim woman with the airline, wearing a hijab, a... Continue Reading →
The doctor walked into the small office and sat down at his desk. I tried to read his thoughts, but he gave nothing away. He returned my stare with a blank one of his own. My wife and I were both in our early 30s and she was pregnant with our second child. The doctor... Continue Reading →
On July 2nd, 1776, the Continental Congress voted in favor of independence, and two days later delegates from the 13 colonies adopted the Declaration of Independence. When the Revolutionary War first broke out in April 1775, few colonists desired complete independence from Great Britain, and those who did were considered radical. The Declaration of Independence changed... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid growing up in rural central Pennsylvania, my parents and other older adults would talk often about Hurricane Agnes. They'd tell stories over coffee at home or the local restaurant about where they were when the rain and wind started and how the flooding grew and grew, turning streets into raging... Continue Reading →
Queen Elizabeth II celebrated her Platinum Jubilee this weekend, marking 70 years of service to the British monarch. When she finally passes the torch to Prince Charles, whenever that day comes, he will become the oldest living British monarch to ever take the throne. Charles, 73, has spent his entire life in preparation to wear... Continue Reading →
My wife pointed out the gas station. When I passed it, she didn't comment or say anything. She just shook her head back-and-forth and let out a little “I told you so” smirk. I laughed too, because I knew exactly what she was thinking. Even now with the petroleum industry charging an arm and a... Continue Reading →
When my oldest son was a young boy, he would dress-up in a white t-shirt and green camo pants and play soldier. He’d march out the backdoor with a pack over his shoulder and his bb gun, where he’d set up targets in the yard. The bb gun was far from the best. It was... Continue Reading →
I stepped away from my desk. I had been working nonstop since mid-morning. I walked downstairs from my home office to see my son pull into the driveway. I greeted him at the door with a smile. We chatted briefly about his day and I told him about my meetings. Before he went up to his... Continue Reading →
I saw flashes of red light in front of me. The two cars that I had been following for the past ten minutes started pumping on their brakes. They had been driving at a pretty high rate of speed, but now were coasting to something just above a walk. I groaned. I had run smack... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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