Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
If you had a chance to try something again, what would you try? The Today show and several news outlets in the Philadelphia area have run stories recently about a local man who retired from his nearly four-decade-long stint at the U.S. Postal Service to go back to school at Montgomery County Community College and pursue his... Continue Reading →
A few months ago, I was driving late at night after picking up my son at college. We had to stop for gas. When I got back on the road, we had to drive up a small mountain and a heavy fog had rolled in, slowing our progress. Fortunately, I remembered what my Driver's Ed... Continue Reading →
I hadn’t thought about my coworker in a long time, but her name came up in conversation recently and I saw her vividly in my memories. She died several years ago after a courageous health battle. We had been close work friends for a few years -- we saw each other every day -- but... Continue Reading →
I grew up in a beautiful rural area. When I was 17-years-old and felt depressed or claustrophobic growing up in my rural home, I would go for a drive. I would drive past beautiful Amish and non-Amish farms. I would drive past little churches with tall steeples. I would cut through the valley where I... Continue Reading →
I watched my boss through his plate glass window office. I had already put in a 12-hour day, I was tired and frustrated. I had spent the day working on my piece for the next day’s newspaper and he was making wholesale changes. I was all for edits, I loved good feedback, but his changes... Continue Reading →
I looked to the left of the gas station and saw the man. I thought he was part of the lawn mowing crew that was cleaning the property. He looked like he might have passed out in the sun. I knocked on the car window to let my wife know, I was thinking that we... Continue Reading →
The truth can be deceiving. If you’d ask the guy down the street, he might have a few thoughts about me. He might say that: I’m a curmudgeon and cheapskate for not buying more Girl Scout cookies from his daughter when they came to our house. I’m a lousy driver and drive too fast up... Continue Reading →
If a picture is worth a thousand words, then here's three thousand of the best I can create. Hopefully they do the job. Happy weekend.
The little kid walked without purpose or direction in front of his dad. He wanted no parts of the trip to the grocery store. However, his dad’s cart had just a few items and looked like they were just getting started. When I ran into them again in the next aisle over though, the young... Continue Reading →
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