I had the full intent of making myself a delicious dinner, enjoying said dinner, and writing a post about my cross-country trip and first few days in LA.
Well, I did make a delicious dinner. Though I was skeptical because I am having problems with the propane grill out back as I feel as though I am going to blow up the house, so I quit after one try. Don't worry, I did remember to turn the propane tank off again. So, I made skirt steak the same way I would make a thicker cut inside. It worked out more than fine. Less than great, but I was still pleased considering my expectations were low.
Anywho, how did I get off track from my intended blog post? Well. I was scanning Facebook and came across a link that a number of friends had posted. It was an ESPN short doc written by Tom Rinaldi and narrated by Edward Burns. This piqued my interest because I like Tom as a writer, but not as a narrator, and I pretty much love anything Edward Burns does. So I clicked on it. Now I have to go to bed.
Man in the Red Bandana.
Tales of Some Sensational Siblings From Coast to Coast
Showing posts with label sacrifice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sacrifice. Show all posts
Monday, September 5
Thursday, August 4
detour
taking a detour from our
investiture remarks,
and before we start in again on our
never ending travels -
it will give you chills.
Monday, August 1
Hail to the Chief Part II
I am fairly certain that
O Captain, my Captain,
told us that the specific words were...
"Hail to the Chief cause he's the chief and he needs hailing..."
and so, to this day, those are the lyrics
I sing when I hear the tune.
Dads are never wrong,
right?
FTD captured the event pretty perfectly,
and the only real thing to add
is my adoration and admiration of
His Honor.
dear ole dad.
sweet little p thinks pretty highly of his Granddad too,
and insisted he be held while the new Judge
was taking his oath.
pretty sure Granddad didn't mind
(translation, loved every second of it, could hardly contain his joy).
p almost stole the show with his antics up front
which consisted of -
running away from his parents (a favorite new activity),
twirling his sweater over his head,
and throwing raisins all over the floor.
all of this was invisible to most of the crowd,
except the judicial bench.
awesome.
they really didn't seem to mind.
p got plenty of compliments,
but the real accolades were saved for RBD Jr.
much deserved, after a long wait.
i've said it before, but it deserves saying again,
we're proud of you dad,
we love you.
congratulations on your new title -
but to us, you'll always be:
dad
mr. skipper
granddad
pop pop
pops
mentor
friend
hero.
i'll leave the rest of you with some quotes that describe
the event, the family, etc.
from UF
"in all kinds of weather we all stick together"
and Psalm 16
“Lord, you have assigned me my portion
and my cup. You have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen
for me in pleasant places.”
and my cup. You have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen
for me in pleasant places.”
we are blessed indeed.
we missed you RBD III.
stay safe.
Tuesday, July 5
five
yesterday, july 4th,
RBDIII left the country again.
this makes five deployments in war time.
how many do you think is
enough?
Monday, May 2
May 1st, 2011
It does feel a little weird to celebrate the death of a human, but I cannot help to join in the jubilation with the death of Osama Bin Laden. To steal from Mark Twain, “I have never wished a man dead, but I have read some obituaries with great pleasure.” This is one of those occasions. As all who were old enough to remember where we were on September 11th 2001, I vividly recall sitting in Ms. Parrish’s English class in the 200 hall at Edgewater High School. I remember watching the second plane crash into the second tower. I remember going home and watching the footage over and over again. I remember the pained looks of sheer terror on the faces of those people caught near ground zero. I remember feeling completely helpless. I remember total sadness.
There have been many times when I have been brought to tears. I admit tonight was one of them. Not upon hearing the news of Bin Laden’s death, but during our President’s address. “…And yet we know the worst images are those that were unseen to the world. The empty seat at the dinner table, children who were forced to grow up without their mother or their father, parents who would never know the feeling of their child’s embrace…” These words were spoken in reference to those who were killed during the 2001 attacks, yet they speak to all those who lost loved ones in the war against terror.
I have had the great opportunity to visit the resting places for many of our fallen troops- Arlington National Cemetery and the Normandy American Cemetery on Omaha beach. You can bet I was brought to tears on these occasions as well. The hypnotic patterns of graves marking fallen heros haunt your soul as you are reminded, these people died so that I didn’t have to. The Marines who guard the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier assure that those who die might be gone, but they will never be forgotten.
I cannot claim to even begin to understand what families go through when they receive that fateful call to inform them that a loved one has been lost. I only know what I felt when I believed that call had come, and it had been answered by me. It was not what I had feared, as the man on the other end assured me that this was a courtesy call informing me of an incident, and that my brother was okay. For those few seconds, which seemed an eternity, I was shaken to my core. The fact that others must continue through life with a far different outcome is something I cannot fathom.
On a night like tonight, where a victory has been won, let us not forget the sacrifices made along the way. For almost a decade this fight has gone on. Today does not mark the end of sacrifices made. There will undoubtedly continue to be a war against terror, as there will undoubtedly be brave men and women leading the charge against evil. As we celebrate a momentous day in our history, remember that it is brought to you by brothers and sisters, sons and daughters, mothers and fathers, friends and neighbors.
“…let us remember we can do these things…because of who we are. One nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty, and justice for all…” - President Obama
There have been many times when I have been brought to tears. I admit tonight was one of them. Not upon hearing the news of Bin Laden’s death, but during our President’s address. “…And yet we know the worst images are those that were unseen to the world. The empty seat at the dinner table, children who were forced to grow up without their mother or their father, parents who would never know the feeling of their child’s embrace…” These words were spoken in reference to those who were killed during the 2001 attacks, yet they speak to all those who lost loved ones in the war against terror.
I have had the great opportunity to visit the resting places for many of our fallen troops- Arlington National Cemetery and the Normandy American Cemetery on Omaha beach. You can bet I was brought to tears on these occasions as well. The hypnotic patterns of graves marking fallen heros haunt your soul as you are reminded, these people died so that I didn’t have to. The Marines who guard the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier assure that those who die might be gone, but they will never be forgotten.
I cannot claim to even begin to understand what families go through when they receive that fateful call to inform them that a loved one has been lost. I only know what I felt when I believed that call had come, and it had been answered by me. It was not what I had feared, as the man on the other end assured me that this was a courtesy call informing me of an incident, and that my brother was okay. For those few seconds, which seemed an eternity, I was shaken to my core. The fact that others must continue through life with a far different outcome is something I cannot fathom.
On a night like tonight, where a victory has been won, let us not forget the sacrifices made along the way. For almost a decade this fight has gone on. Today does not mark the end of sacrifices made. There will undoubtedly continue to be a war against terror, as there will undoubtedly be brave men and women leading the charge against evil. As we celebrate a momentous day in our history, remember that it is brought to you by brothers and sisters, sons and daughters, mothers and fathers, friends and neighbors.
“…let us remember we can do these things…because of who we are. One nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty, and justice for all…” - President Obama
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