Man, I had it Easy

Dear Lorenzo...Larry...Lawrence Arturo

As you approach your seventh decade of life, I want to wish you Happy Birthday and may you enjoy many more to come. Of course, as I think of the many years we've had together, there are such a vast number of memories that flood my mind. 

 You are and always will be my older brother and for that I am fortunate. You were a Yankee in Little League and we all become Yankees. You made it easy. 

Your Boy Scouting experience taught you how to use a Coleman stove which you in turn taught all of us to use.  You were the master packer for our cross country trips, each piece of luggage had its appointed place in the trailer and you made it all fit in like a puzzle.  You made it easy.

 You followed Jean, a trail blazer to Title IX, by continuing to play both basketball and baseball. That paved the way for me. You made it easy. 

 You followed Jean and Betsy to UMASS and then took me under your wing during my first semester when I had Leo T. Baldwin for a roommate. You introduced me to your friends, we shared classes such as star gazing, basketball, and Genetics together. You made it easy. 

 We started out in Guadalajara together and once again you introduced me to your friends, before leaving for BU. You made it easy. 

 You joined Dad after residency to "hold down the fort" before my arrival a year later. You made it easy. 

 You encouraged me to attend Molly's graduation from SLU during a difficult time, and that forever changed my relationship with her. For that, I will be forever grateful. You made it easy. 

 Now, with Mary you have welcomed 4 wonderful daughters, in-laws and grandchildren into your life and we all have enjoyed their presence in ours. You made it easy. 

 So, as you embark on this next decade, your 70's, thank you for being my older brother. Man I had it easy!

 Love you, Happy Birthday and enjoy continued good health and happiness for many years to come. Stephen

'A Date Which Will Live in Infamy.'

78 years ago today, President Franklin Delano Roosevelt addressed the nation regarding the news of the attack on Pearl Harbor, thus drawing the United States into the second World War.  Germany was already engaged in war in Europe, but full scale involvement came after the attacks of December 7th.  Anyone who was alive and old enough on that horrible day, likely, remembers it with uncanny detail.

Historical events of this magnitude rarely can be fully understood, perhaps for generations; however, the impact may define the future, and this was no exception.

On the morning of December 7th, many lives were lost and millions more fell victim in the years that followed.  My father had 2 cousins go down with the ships in Pearl Harbor, so it is with sincere emotion for those who remain known, only through the memory of this day and the stories told, that I reiterate what has been said so many times beforehand, we must never forget.

To all those who perished, may you rest in peace, and to the greatest generation who served, we are forever grateful!

Remembering D-Day...75 years later

We live in an era when the news of the day is nearly real time.  Long ago are the days when the reports from the front came days or even weeks later.  Today, it is this seemingly constant siege of information that has us, at times, overwhelmed.  This is the world we live in, a global community of constant news updates.  However, as the years pass and the memory of these historic events begin to fade, it is of paramount importance that their impact and significance never be forgotten.

I have read about the D-Day invasion and have seen footage of that epic day from WWII.  It always shakes me to my core, reflecting on the horrors of this war.  The human sacrifice remains immeasurable.

This is why we must never forget.  D-Day, together with many other now famous conflicts of WWII, changed the course of world history, and it is up to us to protect, preserve, and forever honor those for the gift we inherited!

https://youtu.be/qda__aFhR6I

Why?

Memorial Day, formally known as Decoration Day, is a holiday that was created as an annual day of remembrance for the men and women who have so bravely served, defended, and perhaps died for our country; it is traditionally marked by prayer services, parades, and family gatherings; it is all of those.  However, Memorial Day's significance is far greater than many of us can possibly comprehend, so it is imperative that we all must share the burden of this stress that so many of our fellow Americans have witnessed and endured.

Having grown up with a WWII veteran, I was exposed to episodic discussions about the horrors of war.  Not surprisingly, however, many of those stories ended when the tenor of the conversation brought my father to tears.  Naturally, we didn't pursue the reasons, because we knew that "war is hell", and he had had a glimpse into that dark abyss.  He once said to me, "we had to go; it was a war that had to be fought."  Knowing my father, it was his sense of compassion for his fellow man and the love of his country that he would even have considered picking up a weapon.

Reflecting on this Memorial Day, I find myself wondering, "will there ever be a day when we all can live in harmony?"  I am reminded of the words from "This is My Song", set to the music of Jean Sebelius' Finlandia, and what a gift it would be one day to have peace reign over all lands!  Perhaps the more appropriate question then is, "When?" Thank you to all those who have made this sacrifice for blessed are the peacemakers...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WDXNHPeRB0k

What you are doing?

How many times have you said something and suddenly found yourself in one of those deja vu moments where you could feel that same emotion from the past?  As I have grown older, I find that these sorts of occurrences seem to happen more frequently.  Is it simply a matter of our breadth of life experiences or is it a reflection of history just repeating itself?  Well, I was chatting with some colleagues the other day and something struck a chord setting off one of those deja vu moments.  It was one of those precious lines my daughter would use that triggered a smile; allow me to explain.

Like many parents, when there was an opportunity to include my daughter to assist with my home projects, I welcomed the chance.  This provided so many teachable moments, as well as the infinitely valuable time of just having time with your kids.  It would be difficult to say who received the greater gift!  On one of those occasions, my daughter started asking me what I was doing, but of course it was said with the tone of a child, "What you are doing?".  I began to explain what it was I was doing and then showed her.  Seemingly, with each step of the process I'd hear her angelic voice query yet again, "What you are doing?"  It was then that I realized how genuinely innocent a child can be, and just how priceless those moments are.

We did many projects together over the years, and increasingly, she earned more and more responsibility, kind of a mentor ship program I'd say.  I guess that's what parenting is all about after all, isn't it? 

There were several other little expressions that surfaced over the years, but few had the resonating echo in my head that this one has.  I'm sure if I asked her about this today, she'd have very little recollection; but if I asked her, "What's happening?", I imagine she'd say, "Good", and that's how I'd know my little girl is still inside that mature, young lady!

Walking the Plank can be a Good Thing

The high seas have provided the highway for mariners of all varieties for millennia, and the tales from the sea are rich with intrigue, mystery, and at times, tragedy.  Pirates have held their place in the rich history and lore associated with navigation on the high seas.  The curiosity and behavior linked to pirates seems to infiltrate the play of young children, even today.  Although the swashbuckling exploits of my youth are well behind me, I recently was out for a run with some friends and had a momentary flashback to my childhood.  Let me explain.

New England weather requires a modicum of flexibility in order to make the most of the seasons.  For example, you have to endure mud season to get to the summers in Maine, black fly season in NH ushers in the 4th of July, and the snow and ice of winter necessitate some "careful" decision making when the conditions are, shall we say, potentially dangerous to your health.  However, as with anything, these sorts of inconveniences clearly are offset by the rewards of living where you want.

Running outside in NE during the winter months can present some unique challenges, the least of which are the cold temperatures.  With the availability of such lightweight, yet warm technical gear, outside activities are more manageable, but there are still few remedies for dealing with the snow and ice.  On a recent trail run between snow storms,  we encountered a bit of frost on the boardwalk that makes up a portion of the trail.  The footing appeared to be even more treacherous than we had already been dealing with on the snow covered trails to boot.  Rather than risk falling, it was time to walk the plank.  As we made our way carefully across the foot bridges, our decision was affirmed that walking those slippery planks showed good judgment, something those pirates wouldn't appreciate or find among the booty in their treasure chests.  Arrgh!

Silent Night

On this the two hundredth anniversary since Silent Night first debuted as a Christmas carol, much has been written about the poem's author, Father Joseph Franz Mohr and Franz Xaver Gruber who put the words to music.  It is reportedly the most beloved Christmas song of all time and has been translated into more languages than any other.  In the movie, Joyeux Noel, which depicts the famous WWI Christmas Eve truce, the music of Silent Night echoed in the night air which, at least for a brief moment, allowed the warring countries to lay down their weapons of destruction.  In that case at least, the calming melody knew no enemy and spawned a unity in the face of hatred.

It is my hope that the true meaning of Christmas which resonates so clearly in the lyrics of Silent Night remain on our minds and in our hearts all year long.  Peace on earth and goodwill to all peoples!