Welcome! If you have found this blog, congratulations! You may very well be the first. Leave a comment to prove it! I have started this blog for several reasons. I have some things to say, I need a place to say them but the Washington Post won’t publish my letters. Mark Twain said the first sign of senility is writing letters to the editor, so maybe it’s just as well that I do this rather than that… in order to fend off senility that is… The second reason is for my sons, Scott and Kevin.
Scott, my oldest would have been 27 this Sunday, Veterans Day, November 11th, 2007, except he was killed in Iraq last August. He was a husband, a writer, a poet of extreme talent, a thinker, friend, son, brother and a voracious reader. Scott had an opinion on everything and was willing to passionately share it with anyone who would listen. His poetry was intense and powerful. He wrote for the spoken word and his poems were always better when he performed them. His poem, “Battle Hymn of the Republic”, ends with the admonition to all of us who care about our lives and events that shape them to, “Don’t ever put down the pen!” Thus the name and thrust of this blog. I will try to honor his instruction.
Kevin, my second and youngest son, is a tall, devilishly handsome, sensitive and funny theater geek/ninja. He is happiest haunting the catwalks focusing lights and writing lighting cues for stage productions, but you might just as easily find him sitting in his tree stand cussing those wily bucks who won’t entertain him. He also reads voraciously although he does not write (that I know of) and can generally fix anything audio/video. His room is a mess, and he drives a pick-up truck. He has two deer to his credit with the truck. The writings here of mine are a great excuse for Kev to say, “Oh Dad…. what are you thinking?”
And lastly, for my lovely and courageous wife, Martha, who for nearly 37 years has put up with me and smiled sweetly when I pontificate and suddenly forget where I was going. Marti as she is known to friends and family is an artist, like me, like Scott, like Kevin. She paints abstracts in oil, makes paper castings, cuts up her old paintings she doesn’t like anymore and makes new art with them. She is a gardener, an outdoors type and can be found usually pulling weeds in her shade garden or digging holes for new plants. Never let her loose near a nursery you will be stuck for hours. She makes absolutely without question the best damn pie in the world. But best of all, she is my friend and lover and I am always amazed at that!
So that’s that. I will soon post an essay for Veterans Day and off we blog! Please feel welcome to leave comments and suggestions. Be nice, rather be polite. Any nastiness will not be tolerated, except to illustrate how stupid some people can be if given the opportunity.
Ed