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Andy–Revisited. A Father’s Day Repost

Father’s day.  Dad’s all across the country will be heading out to the golf courses and ball parks, lakes and rivers, or just to the living room to veg out in the Lazy Boy with a frosty adult beverage sporting that new paisley necktie because–well it’s dad’s day and that’s what dads get to do on their day, right?   I’ve got other things that need tendin’ cause well, I just do.  So I thought I’d repost from last year my thoughts on Father’s Day.  I think it still rings pretty true and it captures what I really feel about Father’s Day.Happy Father’s Day.  (originally posted June 16, 2007–Thanks for the Warning, Andy)

Warhol once said, “In the future, everyone will be world famous for 15 minutes.”  I’ve spent my entire life trying to figure out how I was going to leave my mark, my signature.  How will the world know that I was here?  What will be the Legacy of Ed?  I’m nominal, at best when it comes to sports. I can barely hold a tune in a bucket. I don’t play an instrument. I don’t have a best selling novel floating around in my head. Forget business ideas, and I’m not really all that altruistic, so servitude is out.

Six years ago this January, I finally got it.  I realized in a single moment on a snowy winter day, how I would be shaping the future, changing the world around me.  My epiphany.

January 18, 2001 at 3:54pm I became a father.

“And the clouds parted to cast a true shadow.”  My idiotic quest for personal glorification died that day as I then came to realize it’s no longer about me.  My life now has purpose, focus and meaning.  My children are my world, they mean everything to me.  And I know now that my legacy, my signature is them.

Father’s Day is supposed to be about honoring dad, recognizing his sacrifices and his greatness.  I think it should be about the kids.  You guys are my reason, my purpose and my joy.  And let’s face it, without you, Father’s Day would really be just another Sunday in June.

Happy Father’s Day, guys.  I love you.

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06 2008

It’ll Be Earth Day Tomorrow, Too

Intended to inspire an awareness of and an appreciation for  the Earth’s environment, Earth Day is celebrated today at it has been each April for the past thirty eight years.  A grassroots campaign initiated back then served as a wake up call of sorts to help people to realize the impact of our actions on the planet and give the environment a national spotlight.  A movement was born and today Earth Day is celebrated not only in America but in countries all over the world.  But are we really doing right by our dear Mother Earth?

People take to the streets celebrating, organizing rallies, staged marches on political institutions, speeches, concerts and festivals.  One can don their favorite “Be Nice to Your Mother” t-shirt pack up the ice chest and Styrofoam plates with plastic sporks, maybe even the hibachi, and head off to the park with thousands of other like minded enlightened to listen to your favorite bands perform their favorite tunes at ear bleed decibels all the while trampling Spring’s offering of new green grass and hopeful flower buds discarding used cups, plates and napkins along the way because someone neglected to pack trash bags.  These same people will spend forty minutes looking for the recycle bin for their beer cans and in that same time span flick half a pack’s worth of Marlboro butts on the ground.

Zoë’s school had a poster campaign and a dress down day in honor of the event.  Innocuous enough I suppose, yet I hardly believe that any of the paper used for the posters will be recycled (I know the three rejected ideas in our house were not).  And the money collected from dress down privileges.  Well, that’s going towards the purchase of microphones for the auditorium.  A much needed item, mind you but in my advanced and cynical age I tend to view amplified noise as not very environmentally friendly.

So it’s Earth Day.  Again.  Like the saying goes, Every Day is Earth Day, and unfortunately I’ll have to delay my observances.  As much as I’d like to reduce my impact, if even for the day, I’m off to fire up every piece of power equipment I own because Spring has sprung and my yard is rapidly overtaking me.  Sorry, Mom.  But you need a haircut!

Anyone doing anything special for Earth Day?

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04 2008

The wisdom of Linus…..

It’s easy to become so totally absorbed in the holiday season that we lose focus, the ability to just step back for a minute or two and ask ourselves why are we doing all of this?  Bows, ribbons, packages, cards, lights, trees, family get togethers, Christmas carols and music programs…….Really?  What’s our motivation?  What’s it all about?

Thank you, Linus Van Pelt.

God Bless and Merry Christmas to you and yours from me and mine.  Here’s to a year of promise, prosperity and peace.

See ya in January!

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12 2007

The downward spiral…..

If you, like me, fear you may have peaked just a tad too early this Christmas season I offer this.  Levity.  For me, it seems to put things back into perspective.  Brings things into focus.  Enjoy.  And remember, there’s only six days left.

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12 2007

The Christmas Gala…..

There are many who prepare for December all year long, starting December 26th of the previous year with the after Christmas and return sales, picking up odds and ends on weekends throughout the year, diligently socking away an extra ten or twenty here and there for the Christmas fund.  For these careful planners, come December it’s all over save the wrapping.  I hate these people!  The litany of items on my list of things to get done before Christmas for some odd reason does not seem to be growing appreciably smaller.  Oh, I’ve been able to cross off a few items: we put up the tree, the Christmas cards are sent, I got the lights up on the house.  (OK so they were still up there from last year but I had to replace a strand and…and…well, that’s it.)  Oooh. Today I bought wrapping paper and some ribbon.  No.  I haven’t bought any presents yet but when I do, I’ve got the paper.  Of course, I forgot to get tape.  I’m not making any headway.

However, and any of you with children can surely attest to this, one of the sure fire kick starts to the Christmas season is your child’s school Christmas Gala.  The Christmas Pageant.  The Christmas Concert.  The Christmas Play.  Whatever label you happen to attach to the event you can rest assured you’re going to be subjected to some of the most cliché Christmas carols sung by your most precious and their classmates the majority of whom are incapable of standing still for the two minute duration of BOTH verses of We Wish You A Merry Christmas and it’s even less likely that the key they choose to belt out said carol will resemble any musical arrangement of notes or chords ever conceived.  “You mean to tell me I put on a tie for THIS!?”  I’ve been there.  I feel your pain.  I vividly recall our first parent-teacher conference with Zoë’s pre-kindergarten teacher.  She mentioned that Zoë was not participating in music class and had many times asked to remain in the classroom and help out while the other kids left for their music lessons.  In one of the most tactful statements I have ever heard from a teacher regarding a co-worker Zoe’s teacher said, “I suppose I can understand how Zoë feels. She (the music teacher) has a voice that is perfectly suited………….to not teaching music.”

Never the less for two years we sat through the Christmas Concerts, smiles painted on and my tie like a noose choking out what life the horrible singing might have left in me.  We changed schools this year.  No, not because of the singing!  There were other things and stuff we considered.  But, I was prepared for another less than stellar Christmas Performance.  Prepared?  Hell, I had been training for the past two years.  I suppose one of the things I have learned as a cynic is that if you set your bar of expectation really low…..A) it’s hard to be disappointed and 2) should something great happen you have set yourself up to be totally blown away.  I can honestly say that this year’s Christmas Gala a) did not disappoint and 2) totally blew me away.  These kids did a fantastic job.  They were well rehearsed, well behaved, they sang together and in tune.  To boot, the selections were not the cliché Rudolph and Away in a Manger.  OK, so they did sing Silent Night.  Check that.  They sang Stille Nacht.  That’s right.  They sang it in German.  One hundred voices of first and second graders accompanied by their music teacher playing his guitar singing Silent Night in German.  Beautiful.  Absolutely beautiful.  And if that won’t get you in the Christmas Spirit then….then….your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable.

Oh, and the other thing that made this Christmas Gala so fantastic, Zoë’s solo.  That’s right.  Her very first solo.

I’m not sure if a person can die from being proud of his daughter but, I gotta tell you.  If you can….this ain’t such a bad way to go.

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12 2007