This morning, August 20, 2024, finds me fifteen years a quadriplegic. Perhaps ironically named, the Wreckiversary Celebration Fairie has been buzzing-busy preparing the customary breakfast ritual site. Cinnamon rolls baked, iced and at the ready, including a tell-tale cinnamon roll creation signifying 15 years. A lovely sentimentally inscribed bicycle-themed card, and handsomely framed hymnal pageContinue reading “Fifteen Years On . . . .”
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Fourteen Years
Once again, not one of those weighty multiple-of-five years occasions . . .
A Thanksgiving Re-Tale, Retold
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 Thanksgiving Re-Tale, Retold
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”
Unsettled? Overwhelmed? Feeling Alone?
My friend, former cyclist, and now quadriplegic, Kip writes succinctly but insightfully an hopefully in “Unsettled? Overwhelmed? Feeling Alone?.” Follow him at “Hope for Kip.” http://hopeforkip.com/2015/04/18/unsettled-overwhelmed-feeling-alone/
Our Physiology Is A Cosmos
Our Physiology Is A Cosmos For the body does not consist of one member but of many. If the foot should say, “Because I am not a hand, I do not belong to the body,” that would not make it any less a part of the body. And if the ear should say, “Because IContinue reading “Our Physiology Is A Cosmos”
Three-Bagger Days — Hard But Not Bad
The one memory I have of my first Brawner Homes little league game — played away against Mitch & Bill’s Exxon, top of the second inning, score knotted 1-1, one out, runner on second — is of a pop fly hit to left field where I had been told to go stand. I had goneContinue reading “Three-Bagger Days — Hard But Not Bad”
Perspective
Props to the Ohio State Buckeye footballers. Many go unnoticed who carry a heavy burden, with meager prospects, finding little joy along the way. These do not often or easily mix with others who are easily idolized and live in glamorous high castles. https://www.facebook.com/video.php?v=10152611170409022&video_source=pages_finch_thumbnail_video Jacob Jarvis’ (and his younger brother’s) story is a hard one,Continue reading “Perspective”
Nice Costs Nuthin’
I was the recipient of two very kind gestures in late summer of 2009, as I began my in-patient rehab experience at Atlanta’s Shepherd Center as a C7 quadriplegic. Frank Smith III, a close friend from my college days, popped over from Charlottesville bearing gifts he’d received from then Cavaliers football coach, Al Groh. AsContinue reading “Nice Costs Nuthin’”
Far More Weighty and Real
Having played on the 1977-80 Virginia Cavalier football team – well, practiced mostly – I was interestedly watching the Cavs (seldom televised anymore) play the Miami Hurricanes yesterday evening. As they hung on to a slim 6 point lead, early in the fourth quarter, they failed to score from inside the 5 yard line onContinue reading “Far More Weighty and Real”
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