Nine years a fairly high-functioning quadriplegic, and operating in the realm of project management, I appreciated not only the mission, but also the value placed on input from stakeholders: academics, designers, scaled-up manufacturers, parts suppliers, service and repair resources, and disabled end users.
As with much that God has for us, things are not always as they seem.
In May of 1970, my dad (the tall guy), his Chevrolet colleagues, John Owens and Don Freeman, along with Richard Owens and me, presented Ted Williams, then Coach of the Washington Senators, with the Ted Williams Story film shown that April on channel 7, the local ABC affiliate and sponsored by Chevrolet. I’m not sureContinue reading “Third Baseline Lesson”
My Thanksgiving’s Friday, Cuz I’m still in the coop. My buddy got it in the neck, And now he’s in the soup. Author Unknown; Attribution to Betty Marvin
Thanksgiving 2009 has become the fixed north star on my timeline by which I recall, and in recalling, attempt to measure, weigh, and value God’s immeasurable, infinite and priceless faithfulness to me . . . .
A semi-auto-biographical childhood ramble in which young Seagy Hallstadt learns about his childhood wonderlands — real for a season, ethereal in the end, but always true. “Anyone returning to old haunts is a different person returning. A chapter read once is never read the same way again. And because new chapters always open, once present chapters must always close, even as newer, later life chapters write themselves.”
FATHER OF THE BRIDE TOAST Heidel-Masterson Wedding Reception-Dinner The Atrium at Meadowlark Botanical Gardens Saturday, August 5, 2017 Good evening and thank you all for coming this evening. On behalf of lovely and heroic Alice, along with Drew and Madeline Masterson, let me say how very pleased we are that you’ve joined us to celebrateContinue reading “FATHER OF THE BRIDE TOAST Heidel-Masterson Wedding Reception-Dinner Atrium at Meadowlark Botanical Gardens Saturday, August 5, 2017”
Well, there we all are. Slightly more numerous than last year. Another grand-baby-boy with somewhat inconvenient Scandinavian citizenship, and another engaging daughter engaged, who will soon tie the lasso with a handsome Texan fiancé. God’s goodness has crowned our year. Happy as we all may appear, do not be fooled. Several in this bunch are plotting, scheming meanContinue reading “A CHARLES’ DICKIE CHRISTMAS 4EDUX”
Once again, headed to the holiday neighborhood literati bash at which all comers are to read or recite a Christmas-themed page or two, and at which the above tale has been read before. My want to be a paperback writer work product has been meager this past year. Sadly, that itself is a recurring theme.Continue reading “A Charles’ Dickie Christmas R3dux”
As the day unfolds in your own Thanksgiving time-space continuum, and as you determinedly brace yourself for too much turkey, you may already be anticipating the butterball leftovers that will stuff your lunchtime “sammiches” tomorrow. It is in the spirit of savory seasonal leftovers that I recycle an already several times told Thanksgiving re-tale. AContinue reading “A Thanksgiving Re-Tale, Retold”