Monday, November 22, 2010

Guitars- Instruments of Emotion- Reverb

Word count- 253

Guitars- The word conjures up emotions- relaxation, excitation, anticipation, exaltation, and meditation. Guitar music is calming while taking me for a ride on my emotions. Some of the greatest guitarists have lived during the past 50 years. We know them by their first names- Jimi, Eric, Ted, Keith, Pete, David, Snowy, Roger, Lindsey, Neil, Bob, Carlos, Jon, BB, and Stevie.
Watching a great guitarist play his instrument is a gift. I watched Jimi Hendrix play along with lightning, Eric Clapton do what no one else can do, and Ted Nugent laugh and take me on a "Journey to the Center of the Mind". Keith Richards gave me "Satisfaction". Pete Townsend’s windmill move is his alone! David Gilmore and Snowy White performed for my wife and I on our 25th anniversary at RFK along with 40,000 of our closest friends. Snowy played here two more times with Roger Waters and made me cry during "Comfortably Numb". Lindsey Buckingham led Fleetwood Mac’s tour last summer and hasn’t lost anything. Neil Young’s picking still relaxes me. Bob Dylan can’t sing well anymore, but his guitar work is still perfect. Carlos Santana is in a class by himself. I hope to see Jon Mayer and BB King play. One of my few regrets is that I never got to see Stevie Ray Vaughan hit his perfect chords. His brother Jimmy is pretty good. I saw him in Quebec City.
More great guitar players will stretch the bounds of this instrument. I can’t wait to ride my emotions with them!
Point- The guitar and the guitar players bring out strong emotions to the listeners.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Guitars- Instruments of Emotion

Word count- 264

Guitars- The word conjures up emotions- relaxation, excitation, anticipation, exaltation, and meditation, among others. Guitar music is at once calming while taking me for a ride on my emotions. Some of the greatest guitarists have lived during the past 50 years. We know them by their first names- Jimi, Eric, Ted, Keith, Pete, David, Snowy, Roger, Lindsey, Neil, Bob, Carlos, Jon, BB, and Stevie.
Watching a great guitarist play his instrument is a gift. I watched Jimi Hendrix play along with lightning, Eric Clapton do what no one else can do, and Ted Nugent laugh and hit another note. Keith Richards gave me satisfaction. Pete Townsend’s windmill move has yet to be copied! David Gilmore and Snowy White performed for my wife and I on our 25th anniversary at RFK along with 40,000 of our closest friends. Snowy came around here two more times with Roger Waters and made me cry during Comfortably Numb. Lindsey Buckingham led Fleetwood Mac’s tour last summer and hasn’t lost anything. Neil Young’s picking still relaxes me. Bob Dylan can’t sing well anymore, but his guitar work is still perfect. Carlos Santana is in a class by himself. I still hope to see Jon Mayer and BB King play. One of my few regrets is that I never got to see Stevie Ray Vaughan hit his perfect chords. His brother Jimmy is pretty good. I saw him in Quebec City.
More great guitar players will stretch the bounds of this instrument. I can’t wait to hear them!
Point- The guitar and the guitar players bring out strong emotions to the listeners.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Great Education from a Bad Deal/ Bad Education from a Great Deal

    Sometimes one finds a great educational experience when he is trying to avoid it. Mine came from a MIT  educated Mechanical Engineer who was facing an unpublicized life ending illness. I thought he was just lazy and was pushing all of his work onto me. I tried to find a way to avoid doing both his and my work and even complained to Officers in the Corporation. They counseled me to just do it and use the extra work as a learning experience. I did and I learned how to run his department and eventually my own construction business. (WC-100)
    Other times one finds an awful educational experience when he is seeking knowledge. Unprepared or otherwise poor lecturers are a disgrace to their profession, even if it is not their primary vocation. Everyone is shortchanged. The students fail to learn and waste their time, the parents waste their money. The institution fails all involved and the missed opportunity cannot be recaptured. We are well served here at UMBC to have a strong administration and an active faculty peer review process to maintain the high standards that our learning community deserves. (WC-90)

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Life is a Continuum

      The first time I held my newly born grandson in 2001, I felt connected to the future in ways that I had not experienced before. This child may be alive in the next century. What will he face? How can I help prepare him for his future? The enormity of my responsibility overwhelmed me. 
     Some have said that one hundred years from now, no one will remember the how big my house was or the type of car I drove. No one will remember what number my fortune reached, or how many things I acquired. They probably will not even remember my name. The measure of my true success will be in how I affected my grandchildren. If I teach them to know what justice is, then my success can be measured. If I help instill in him love of his fellow man, I will have done my job. If I help teach him to do unto others, then I will have met my obligations to him and his fellow travelers.
     We are here for only a short time. Our future may be eternal, there may be a heaven, there may be another way of being. We will find out when we die. One certain thing is that our children and grandchildren need us to help them prepare to live life here. We learned from our parents, grandparents, and those that came before them. It is the continuum that has prepared us.
      I believe that it is our solemn responsibility to prepare those who come after us to be ready for whatever comes their way.

Word count 262

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

The Peace Craving Generation

    The post World War II generation, my generation, has NEVER known peace. We've prayed for peace, marched for peace, bled for peace, and died for peace. Now we are burying our children and grandchildren in the search for peace. We crave peace.
    Our wars have many names: Korean War, Vietnam War, Cold War, Baltic War, War on Terrorism. The adjective changes, but the common term is WAR.
    More than one person has died every minute we have breathed as a direct result of war or genocide. Is peace attainable?
    Probably not, but we can hope our children figure it out.

Word count- 100

Sunday, October 10, 2010

One of Catonsville's Special Places- Encore

      Lurman Theater is one of Catonsville's hidden gems where diverse people become a community. Young, old, white, black, rich, and poor gather together to enjoy free music concerts every Saturday and Sunday in the summer. Children romp, dance, and play in the sandbox. Young lovers sprawl out on their blankets and share a picnic. Parents, grandparents, and even great-grandparents sit in their beach chairs nodding their heads and tapping their feet. People connect and reconnect. The community is strengthened. All is good. This is a special place where the woods come alive with a oneness of spirit and celebration of the way of life found here.
     This place has always been special. In the 19th century, it was part of Gustav Lurman's 2,000 acre farm.   The farm has been divided and now is home to a mental hospital, UMBC, Catonsville High School, a country club, and neighborhoods.
     A group of forward thinkers financed and built a woodland amphitheater in a natural bowl on the high school property during the 1960's. Music enthusiasts began to present free concerts in 1992. The music genre is different every night. Governor Martin O'Malley has performed here. Jimi Hendrix and Johnny Cash tribute bands entertain us. Blues, rock, country, and big band sounds emanate from the stage.The music is secondary. The feeling of belonging makes everything okay.



    Lurman Theatre is one of the places that make Catonsville special. Let's keep it that way!

(Word count- 240)

Thursday, October 7, 2010

One of Catonsville's Special Places

      Lurman Theater is one of Catonsville's hidden gems where diverse people become a community. Young, old, white, black, rich, and poor gather together to enjoy free music concerts every Saturday and Sunday in the summer. Children romp, dance, and play in the sandbox. Young lovers sprawl out on their blankets and share a picnic. Parents, grandparents, and even great-grandparents sit in their beach chairs nodding their heads and tapping their feet. People connect and reconnect. The community is strengthened. All is good. This is a special place where the woods come alive with a oneness of spirit and celebration of the way of life found here.
     Gustav Lurman was a farmer who owned over 2,000 acres on Wilkins Avenue in the 19th century. This property was special then and provided many benefits to the community as a farm. Now it has been divided and is part mental hospital, university, high school, country club, and neighborhoods.
     A group of forward thinkers financed and built a woodland amphitheater in a natural bowl on the high school property during the 1960's. Music enthusiasts began to present free concerts in 1992. The music genre is different every night. Martin O'Malley, Jimi Hendrix, and Johnny Cash entertain us. Blues, rock, country, and big band sounds emanate from the stage.The music is secondary. The feeling of belonging makes everything okay.


    Lurman Theatre is one of the places that make Catonsville special. Let's keep it that way!

(Word count- 238)