June 16, 2019
My parents celebrated 50 incredible years of marriage recently, and my gift to them was a very fancy dinner that I made myself. How fancy? Well, it was the first time I’ve ever bought lobster tails!
I knew exactly what I wanted to do with these expensive little buggers. Grill ’em! I looked at a few recipes online, and then Read the rest of this entry »
June 12, 2019
I know that this post is supposed to be about my weekend trip to Ohio, but my adventures actually start in Michigan, on Friday evening, when I saw a childhood friend I hadn’t seen in almost thirty years.
That’s Shay. He lived down the street for one year when we were in middle school, and we became good friends. Then he had the nerve to move to Florida, that jerk! Anyway. We reconnected Read the rest of this entry »
June 10, 2019
I want to introduce you to a firefighter named Thomas Schoales. He’s 27, and nicknamed “Golden Boy” because of his constant wide smile.
He’s part of a family of first responders – his father and two brothers all worked as firefighters or police officers. One day, he responded to an emergency situation 10 blocks from his firehouse, and ran into a building to help. Shortly after that, the building collapsed – 500,000 tons of steel, concrete, and glass crashing to the ground. Thomas was one of fourteen men from Engine 4 in lower Manhattan (and one of 343 total firefighters) that died on September 11, 2001. His body would not be found in the wreckage until over four months later.
On Sunday, I had the honor and privilege of clipping that photograph of Thomas “Golden Boy” Schoales to my collar and carrying him with me while I competed in the Tunnel to Towers Cleveland Tower Climb. Read the rest of this entry »
June 5, 2019
Wednesday, May 29, 2019: I wake up and can barely walk. My foot, specifically the area around the base of my big toe, is in excruciating pain. What’s especially frustrating is that I don’t know how I injured it. There was no clear moment, the day prior, where I remember rolling it, landing on it funny, or falling. But I did something, because the pain is intense.
There’s no exterior signs of trauma: no swelling, no redness, no cuts or bruises, no bones protruding out of my body. So I start Read the rest of this entry »