Kobe died in a helicopter crash and the world went to hell six weeks later…I think.
Not clear on how much time passed between his death and the start of the pandemic though it wouldn’t be hard to get clarification on it, assuming I saw a need.
Never realized how much I would miss sports and that their absence would be so palpable or how much their return helped restore a sense of normalcy.
I don’t watch with the same fervor as I used to, but I generally know what is going on and if my teams are in the playoffs I make a point to tune in.
When the Lakers won the championship in August I told the kids that I was declaring myself 19 again because the Dodgers were going to do it too.
“It is 1988 again, you watch. I feel it.”
Might go outside and look skyward to see if I can spot the man in the moon and ask him to relay a message to Dad.
“We won, took some doing but we did it.”
Into The Fire
It is my paternal grandfather’s 106th birthday today which makes me wonder if perhaps he and Dad hung out together or had anything to do with the win.
Doesn’t matter if they did or didn’t or if they lie exactly where they have been with the earth reclaiming their bodies as it all works equally well to me.
Told them about about a couple of decisions I made and laughed.
Sometimes you run with purpose and intention into the fire.
Great googly moogly, I hope I don’t burn. ๐
My old buddy David, deceased for 22 years now has been on my mind for part of the day because his little sister the writer posted a new piece that took me back to being 19 again too.
I had forgotten some of those crazy stories and memories and that tale brought so much of it back, the crazy and ridiculous and some very good memories.
Still listening to Bruce’s new album and ever so pleased with what he produced because it is a true pleasure to listen to.
So many good songs that speak to me and serve as a reminder we don’t have to give up our creativity and vitality as we age.
And I needed it tonight because whatever alien attacked me yesterday came by to do battle again and there were chunks of time in which I was pretty miserable, but I beat it back and now we’ll hope tomorrow is when I turn the corner and feel human again.
Either way I may have to run a bath and soak in it for a bit so that I can fall asleep ‘cuz it is a work night.
He Remembers
The kid in the picture is 18 and he knows the world is about to change for him. He is about to sell his first car, a 1969 Dodge Dart Swinger and take on the Chevy Impala station wagon his mom drives.
He has an idea of where he is going and what he wants to do when he gets there.
Wasn’t so long ago that he awoke from his slumber and started asking the older landlord what the hell he was thinking and what he had done to the house.
The older guy said he remembers and promised to prove it and when the kid asked if he was serious he reminded him he rarely lets himself get pinned down with things he really doesn’t want to do.
“Can’t avoid every distasteful thing, but we can manage them better than ever. Stick around kid, we’re about to turn this place inside out and upside down.
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Now if we can win the election next week that might make 2020 feel like the hell we went through to get here was worth it.
Might make the sucker punches and kicks to the gut a little less uncomfortable, but for now we’ll take what we have and run with it.
Thirty-two years of saying wait until next year are done for now and that is pretty sweet.
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