Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
A few weeks ago, I found an old journal from close to 40 years ago, from when I was in college, and read an entry where I mentioned that I had an exam the next day in my Economics class. The day's events came rushing back to me. I was worried about how unprepared I... Continue Reading →
We all face death and grief in our own way and time. For some people, that time is measured in weeks or months, for others it's in years. Some shut down or throw themselves into their work, some grieve with tears, others spend time talking with caring friends or going for long walks. And then... Continue Reading →
I read this week that the New York City Fire Department has added 43 new names to its World Trade Center Memorial Wall commemorating firefighters, paramedics and civilian support staff members who have died from illnesses related to the rescue and recovery efforts in the aftermath of the September 11 terrorist attack. The new names... Continue Reading →
I’m dying. It's a sobering thought. Oh, I’m not dying today, nor tomorrow, nor the next day, at least as far as I know. I have nothing specifically wrong with me and I don’t know the specific date when I'm passing onto the next life, but I'm still dying. I don't mean to diminish the health... Continue Reading →
Two years ago, my youngest son was hanging out with a couple of his friends and called us on his cellphone to let us know that he was driving on a busy road near our home, and got hit by another car. When he came home, he was apologetic about the scratch on the car. ... Continue Reading →
The old man in the New York Yankees baseball hat goes for a walk every day at the same time. He leaves his house a little after 8 in the morning, walks for about 30 minutes and finishes up in front of the small café where he grabs a coffee and a bagel. When he’s... Continue Reading →
My best friend has been having some problems lately. She doesn’t run or jump as well as she used to in her younger years. She’s spends a lot of her time sleeping or acting like she’s sleeping and her once jet-black beard and eyebrows are now filled with gray hair. Despite it all, my best... Continue Reading →
Today, I’ll be thinking of United States Marine Cpl. Louis Hauge Jr. He was like many young men of his era. Prior to the start of World War II, he left school early to work first at a cannery in his hometown of Ada, Minnesota and then at a shipyard in Tacoma Washington. While serving... Continue Reading →
One sports journalist called Pedro Gomez “a good guy.” Another described how the news reports of Gomez’s untimely death ruined his Super Bowl Sunday. Another reporter, Howard Bryant, told the story of filling in for the regular beat writer while at the Oakland Tribune, when Oakland A's manager Tony LaRussa went off on a tirade... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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