Did you really believe there was a threat? Perhaps were you sending a message? Were you trying to make a point? Your laughing and smirking, and videotaping of our fans (concerned moms, mind you) tells me that you were. Now, you want a cookie for sending the armed guard home? Message received, loud and clear.
Who are you? What are your fears about you? Do you run from them? Do you own them? I’m not saying that you don’t strive to be better but rather realize that you are a work in progress.
Look at our world today. SO divided. Beyond that, so divided and having no problems alienating those who just might see and/or believe things different than us. Our opinions matter more than our relationships. Outrage left love and compassion far behind. Tolerance is a verbal weapon and not nearly a true reality. Open mindedness is a theory far compromised by confirmation bias. The security of the keyboard emboldens the negative while abandoning the positive. Where is love?
Last night was our senior night for the Penn Hills Girls Volleyball Team. There were over 200 people in attendance. Between games two and three there was a serving game open to the public to win prizes. I turned and look and saw something amazing. Joy. There were...
I have coached volleyball for over 20 years. Joe once said to me, "Dad, if you're such a good coach, why don't you win more?" Out of the mouth of babes huh? As it is, beyond teaching the sport, I love having the opportunity to teach about life. I have had that...
No, I'm not talking about a post game interview with any professional athlete, "You know, at the end of the day we just got to play better, at the end of the day it is what it is, at the end of the day they're professionals too, at the end of the day the better team...
I have coached volleyball for 24 years. I have coached good teams, great teams, bad teams, really bad teams, and many in the middle. This years team (girls) is different than most. They are as enjoyable a bunch of young girls that I have ever coached. Also, they...
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All About Trey
I was talking with my good friend Brian Herr about my sister's latest blog post. It was about the simple need for companionship. It referenced my son Trey. He had a girlfriend in pre-school. I mean, she was HIS girlfriend. Other girls wanted his attention but...read more
You saw that correctly. Bella was in Sunday school and they asked, "How have you come closer to God?" Her answer was through the death of her grandfather and brother. Trey was diagnosed when Bella was five and died when she was nine. Two years later Poppi passed...read more
I learned how to golf when I was 12. I started playing volleyball at the age of 14. I didn't learn how to play tennis until high school. Those are the last things (activities) that I have learned how to do. Nothing new or challenging since then. That is, until...read more
I was raking/blowing/mulching/mowing the leaves. My mind wandered back to a few years ago. Bella and Trey played for hours in the leaves. Norman Rockwell never captured such a quintessential American moment. Trey loved the Thanksgiving Day parades. He would sit...read more
There's always a light at the end of the tunnel...only it very often ends up a train. It's always darkest...before it goes completely black. Ha ha, these are funny misquotes...and funny because many not only believe it to be true but have lived it. Yes, it's...read more
Remember hurricane Harvey? No, not Harvey Weinstein. I'm not even going to begin to expound upon everything that goes with that (not at this time anyhow). I'm speaking of the horrific natural disaster that deluged Houston and surrounding areas earlier this year. ...read more