it seems like only yesterday I was introduced to you...

With dark brown hair and eyes that sparkle, how could I not love you? A father's curse is that his mistakes are recognized after it's too late to correct them. His blessing is to have his children follow Christ in faith.

dozing off in the library...

It never ceases to amaze me how tired I am until I sit still. It's almost as if the gas gauge never really registers empty until I'm at a full stop. With homage to Saint Sebastian I too find myself tied to a column with arrows piercing me from attackers. But his attackers were intentional. Mine are self-designed, self-inflicted and sometimes welcomed. Looking about for more to do. Searching for the extra time to put in on a project. Doing good for others and never really resting.

Is this what dying is like? To be caught up in activity only to slow down until, without realizing it.... nskublckcnoectxs-a- aoetto
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contemplation of heritage...

Heritage. It's where we come from, what we hold on to and what makes us who we are. We toss it in our children's face, wear it on our chest at reunions.

Heritage gives us confidence when our trust is challenged.

No roller coaster ever told us the ride was smooth.

for all that days that start with "T"

Sometimes it's Tuesday or Thursday
perhaps Today or Tomorrow

when I'm bored it's Taturday or Tunday

Why is it that we can create a way to make things right that really aren't? When searching for answers, one must be careful not to create one in lieu of discovering one.

me, myself and my wife's birthday...

happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear marcia, happy birthday to you.

Today my wife turned 47. That's so young. But age is a variable.

today's shots are not my own

My cousin was born when Sputnik launched.
I drank Tang©. I wanted to be an astronaut.
I studied about the planets.
I watched Star Trek.
I wanted to walk in space like Eugene Cernan. He was an alumni of Proviso East HS.
I watched Neil Armstrong walk on the moon and took a picture from my tv of it.
I took German in high school to learn about science.
I was in the science club and learned about model rocketry.
I have an application for Teacher in Space.
I cried when I stood at the Challenger memorial.
I cried again when I heard of the Columbia disaster.

Tonight, I looked up at the stars. I remembered how I felt when I looked up at the Sistine Chapel. How my neck ached to see more.

Now, I see the God of the universe and his brushstrokes more clearly. May my neck ache to see Him more...

it was y2k we feared...

i'm afraid that man has forgotten compassion

i'm afraid that man has forgotten understanding

i'm afraid of the selfish man that forgotten ... he is man too