Leverage the hand you've been dealt
During my middle school teaching career we held a lot of assemblies. Some were fundraisers, some were live music/art/dance presentations, some were about the dangers of drugs, how to make healthy choices and most of them blend together in my mind. There were two, however, that I think about to this day. Both of them … Continue reading INDIFFERENCE
The only time I have ever been on a helicopter, I was unconscious. As I have written before, late in the evening of January 2, 2024, I experienced the most terrifying moments of my life. I had been in a local emergency room all day feeling generally crummy after briefly losing consciousness for about 5 … Continue reading HELICOPTER
Childhood. Everything that is right and wrong with all of us stems from it. Of course there are exceptions and growth can be made, but when we peel back layers and layers of armor that we all wear, we invariably come to look upon these formative years as the catalyst that has shaped the person … Continue reading IT SHAPED ME
I think that I have finally figured out why I write each week. I tell people that it's therapeutic for me to put thoughts into words and then send them out into a place that will transcend time and space. Sounds pretty deep yeah? Bullshit. I write because it proves to me that I am … Continue reading I THINK…
Did you know that duck eggs are good for baking? Neither did I, but my wife sure knew. In fact, she was so convinced, that she had to have a dozen immediately. I'm talking midnight or after. Duck eggs must be purchased now! Perhaps I should explain. Anyone living with children in the house can … Continue reading DUCK EGGS
In my grade 7 music classes each year, I teach a unit that covers Pioneers of American Rock-n-Roll. You cannot listen to and dissect the popular music of the 1950's without talking about Chuck Berry and his 1958 single "Johnny B. Goode." As many times as I have heard the song, it only came to … Continue reading Life in rock lyrics
This title looks like a poor race showing, or perhaps, a rocket countdown or something like that, but.... Sometime in the fall of 1977, just before I turned 5, I witnessed a human interaction along with a lesson that I have taken with me until today: THE FIRST IMPRESSION. Here's the scene: I'm outside on … Continue reading from first to last
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