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A young man is only a few months away from fulfilling a dream of a lifetime, a chance to participate in the top levels of a professional sport. And during one of the many interview processes, a representative from a possible team that may draft this player asks this question. For Ohio State cornerback Eli…

This is blog post number three thousand. Let’s get that out of the way right now. From August 25, 2009 to today, I have submitted three thousand blog posts to the Times Union’s blog portal.  Counting this one, of course. Three thousand chapters of my life, my dreams, my successes and my regrets. Three thousand…

Rev. Pat Robertson is many things.  He is a Southern Baptist minister, he is a television commentator, he is a former Presidential candidate. And he also has said some truly outrageous comments on his television program The 700 Club. I don’t have to reiterate them here, mostly they concern comments about God causing both the…

So last night – and this morning – I’ve been trimming some art glass for three upcoming Dream Windows.  Yes, you heard me.  I said three of ’em.  I get busy.  It happens. And as I’m trimming the glass, as I’m wiping up the blood from my fingers because I still haven’t figured out that…

The legendary psychiatrist and humanitarian Elisbeth Kübler-Ross once said, “The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths.  These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness,…

Facebook has a very annoying and disturbing little algorithm.  You log in, and among all the comments in your news feed it asks if you want to post a certain memory or moment from the past.  Usually it’s something involving a vacation you experienced, or a concert you enjoyed, or that moment when you first…

Here they came. Light drops of white upon my windshield. Flying towards me in tiny, chilly streaks. The snowflakes arrived. It’s mid-October and there were twinkling, dusty frozen ice droplets in the sky. And for some reason, some unbelievably sensitive, internally reflective reason, I recalled the arrival of many snowflakes in my life. The snowflakes…

Bill Winans is a good friend and one of my dedicated blog readers, and when he brought this book to my attention, I felt it was worth sharing with all of you. Bill’s father, Clarence E. Winans, was a man of many talents – he earned degrees in Divinity and Psychiatric Social Work, which took…

I drove home one evening with tears in my eyes Emotions of pain that were so realized Rejection, dejection, apprehension and then I felt like my life wasn’t worth it again I sat on my porch, my whole world was shattered My soul crushed and bleeding, my heart ripped and tattered I was ready to…