All articles filed in Reflection

There’s a tremendously sinister wave in our world.  It’s the shaming wave.  It’s the superiority complex wave.  It’s the “I’m better than you and you need to listen to me because I’m right and you’re wrong” wave. Ugh. Think about this.  Think about the time you saw someone or heard about someone’s background, and already…

When you are in any form of media, it’s important to disclose that the information you’re providing is either your own, or that you were requested or required to say something by your company’s mandate.  Or if you are offering testimony on a product in your blog or in your podcast, you need  to disclose…

Tomorrow, my friend Jeremy McNamara gets to fulfill the #1 entry on every competitive runner’s life list. He’s going to run his first-ever Boston Marathon.  He’s wearing running bib number 5475, and he’s going to race the 26 miles from Hopkinton to Copley Square on Monday morning. This is a major, major, major achievement.  I’m…

I’ve written in previous blog posts about my journey.  It was never easy.  I survived many trials – everything from vicious child abuse and horrendous bullying, to several adult struggles in parenthood and relationships. Somehow I made it through all those moments. Today … my struggles are more internal.  Both physical and mental. Last Monday,…

I’m a young boy, visiting my Grandma Betty during the 1970’s.  On occasions when I was well-behaved during the week, she treated me with a visit to the Museum of Science in Boston.  She would let me visit all the exhibits, while she sat down on a chair near the East Wing and knitted. One…

One of the most personal moments of my blogging tenure occurred way back in 2010. On that day, I blogged about a personal moment from 1970 that tore my family to shreds. Long story short – on February 20, 1970, my grandfather made a horrifying choice.  He had a few shots of Cutty Sark in…

Bear with me as I get a bit reflective today. Long-time readers of my blog know that I will get involved in projects.  Projects that require disassembly of furniture or windows or crates or whatnot.  Projects that will take those disassembled pieces, and turn them into something new and unique and artful and exciting. Currently…

I normally don’t do this.  My belief is that resolutions must be made upon one’s birthday, in that they will last longer afterward.  Most resolutions for New Year’s are made on January 1 and forgotten by January 3. This time, however, I’m going to put together some resolutions that are tied to certain dates, moments…

It’s Thursday morning, and I’m filling my Chevrolet with as much gasoline as it can carry. It’s my third of four reclamations.  And a chance for me to return to one of my most beloved holiday traditions. Let me explain.