Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
When wave-after-wave of Japanese fighter planes attacked Pearl Harbor a little before 8 a.m. on December 7, 1941, Chief Watertender Peter Tomich was on duty below the USS Utah working in the ship’s boiler room. The ship, moored off Ford Island, suffered significant torpedo damage in the raid and began to capsize. As water started... Continue Reading →
My son went about his normal routine. He got a quick shower and got dressed without a care in the world, like it was just a regular school day. I stubbed my toe and felt on edge. My son made himself some coffee and grabbed a bagel for breakfast. When he had eaten the bagel... Continue Reading →
As a reader and writer, I love the power of strong, commanding words. Several weeks ago my priest read from John 14: “I have told you this while I am with you. The Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you everything and remind you of all that I told you.... Continue Reading →
Sometimes you just have to laugh at the world ... and yourself. Where am I going with this? It hit me the other day that the number of things that I don’t get or understand any more are starting to outnumber the things I do. I think I could be turning into a mean, old... Continue Reading →
The world’s leading doctors and scientists lied to us, blatant, exaggerated lies. First they told us that a glass of wine a day was good for us, then they said it was bad for us and then back again. You’re not sure what to believe. Case in point: doctors have long told us that adults... Continue Reading →
One hot sticky summer night, two old-timers and a young guy from a nearby factory came into my grocery store line, where I worked as a teenager, and started to complain about the “damn women-libbers” who were trying to take their jobs. They had only a few items and I worked quickly to get them through my... Continue Reading →
There are certain things that are wasted on the young. I remember being a teenager, sitting in various English classes every year, trying my best to get the meaning behind some poem and having neither the time nor the patience to understand it. The words and their meaning went over my head. They failed to connect.... Continue Reading →
My day had not started well. I forgot that I needed to drop my son at school and I was running late to work. I still needed to make a few tweaks to a presentation I was giving later that morning and I desperately needed my morning coffee. Despite the time, I stopped at a coffee shop... Continue Reading →
I blame it on my poor hearing. My son is looking at colleges and the potential of participating in the Naval Reserve Officers Training Corps to earn a commission in the U.S. Marines. He’s a strong, dedicated kid and will do well with whatever he chooses. I considered going the same route when I was... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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