My thoughts and observations of what is and what should be
As I have mentioned before, I have come across a TV show that I just can't get enough of. I have found, and thoroughly enjoy, The Last Alaskans. One review I read on this show used a word to describe this show, that I would also use, intoxicating. Completely intoxicating. The show is now in its' second season and I can still honestly say, I can sit down and feel myself relax when I hear the Continue Reading...
I heard that today is Chris Caffery Friday. It just so happens that I have a few photos of Chris from this year's show. Here are a few pictures of Chris from the Manchester, NH show on November 28th. Chris first became known to me in December of 2000, at my very first TSO show in Albany, NY. I enjoyed his interaction with the band as well as with the crowd. I loved listening to him play, while Continue Reading...
I probably watch more TV than I would admit to. Primarily I watch my beloved Red Sox, and then shows on history, wildlife, survival, and a few DIY types now and again. Recently, as I have written here, I have found, and thoroughly enjoy, The Last Alaskans. One review I read on this show used a word to describe this show, that I would also use, intoxicating. My schedule keeps me quite busy and I Continue Reading...
I remember the day, June 7th, 2014 for a very special reason. I was on the beautiful campus of Dartmouth College in Hanover, NH. My wife and I, and our family were up there to celebrate the commencement ceremonies for my oldest son, Stephen. The day was gorgeous; featuring beautiful sunshine and a clear blue sky. I remember walking across the campus to meet with Stephen that afternoon. Meanwhile, Continue Reading...
Somewhere around the world today there was another selfless soul born, of that I am pretty sure. And even with all the newborns today, there'll never another Marjorie be. I ended the phone call with ..."my thoughts and prayers are with all of you." As I promised I would, I dialed the number to my parents house and waited for Mom to answer. Usually, it's been her making those dreaded calls to me, Continue Reading...
God's Plan - A Tribute to Marjorie Leech (Peterson) Somewhere around the world today there was another selfless soul born, of that I am pretty sure. And even with all the newborns today, there'll never another Marjorie be. I ended the phone call with ..."my thoughts and prayers are with all of you." As I promised I would, I dialed the number to my parents house and waited for Mom to answer. Continue Reading...
There’s a certain part of me that I hope never goes away. As a matter of fact, I wish it would continue to grow so that I may more effectively share it with others for the remainder of my days. I am talking about the feeling of Christmas morning, the appreciation of the season, the reason for Christmas, and my love for the old Christmas carols. Yes, even in my 40’s I still get excited about Continue Reading...
Inspired by the Super Bowl farmer ad, I am sharing this quick note. This commercial was not only my favorite ad from the advertising blitz that is the Super Bowl, but it may also have been my favorite part of the entire game. See, to me it wasn't an ad about a company, but a cognitive visit to times and places I don't visit often enough. Paul Harvey was a standard at my grandparents home. Continue Reading...
Destination Homestead The highways weren't what they are now. The drive times were longer and the family car was crowded. The days were most definitely simpler then. There weren't electronic games to play, options for isolating ourselves within the car, but games we played involving us all. I knew the make and model of almost every vehicle we saw along the way, we all did. I sat behind my dad Continue Reading...
I got home from my son's hockey practice earlier this evening. After everyone settled in, I flipped on the Australian Open as background noise while I checked email, FB, the weather, and a few mindless things. My mindless escape from a couple of busy, if not trying, days, was instantly diverted. I felt my heart leap into my throat as I read Mark DiMarzio's post first. My hopes of some alternate Continue Reading...