Monday, October 13, 2008

Looking Down on the World

Flying from Dallas to St Louis last week, I was enjoying my second cocktail when I happened to glance out the window to catch the landscape below. Hmm...that seems familiar...I think that is Fayetteville, I thought to myself.

I quickly started rifling through my stuffed backpack for my camera...and not a moment too soon. Papers were flying, dropping my iPod and yanking out my earbuds, spilling my drink, knocking my head into the flimsy tray table...you can just image the spectacle I'm sure I created. My seat mates were chuckling. No matter to me...I was in awe. From a cruising altitude of 35,000 feet, I captured my home. Ok, so its a speck, but it's still there! Just thought I would share a couple, things like that don't just happen every day you know...

Friday, October 10, 2008

Random Acts of Kindness: Ode to My Brother

I must be getting old and soft. Contrary to Cindy telling me I’m dead inside, I still have a bit of emotion which tends to well up from time to time and spew forth bits of compassion and sap. Such was the case at Zac and Ann’s wedding. I thought about what I would say during my toast to best (and most briefly) sum up my brother. I chose the following story which should inspire all of us to practice random acts of kindness:

It was 1998, shortly after high school, my brother was working on an assembly line at an aircraft manufacturing plant. In proper fashion, he was a hard and dedicated lineman whose supervisor was in awe of his dedication and productivity. He had a fellow coworker who, although a very nice guy, was slightly less productive and seemed to always come up short. So around Christmas, the company saw a dip in aircraft sales volume and needed to downsize the supply chain; therefore with such a decrease in production, layoffs were inevitable. Zac’s boss pulled him aside and told him they would be keeping him because of his extraordinary efforts but since someone had to go, the fellow coworker would have to go. For the sake of the story, the coworker’s name is Jake. Jake was a young guy with a wife and new family. Zac was single and living at home while deciding what to do with his life after high school. There was no way Zac was going to let it happen.

He told the boss it just wasn’t right to see this young husband and father be let go before the holidays. The boss stated simply there was no way around it, someone had to go. The choice was simple. My brother, the crazy Zac, the young dedicated workhorse, the life of the party, made a decision that will always stick with me. One I will forever admire. One I am not sure I could have done myself. Without hesitation, he told the boss to let him go instead…he could bounce back. Without even a hint of selfish hesitation he offered himself on the chopping block. Jake kept his job. Zac hit the street.

While recanting the story in front of the wedding crowd, I too had a tear well up in my eye. It’s a story worth telling. If for nothing else, it is inspirational. If we could all be so selfless. Just one act of random kindness may have changed a young man and his family forever…it’s time to practice and refine the art again…

To my brotha: I love you and wish you all the best life has to offer, you have earned it. Peace.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Zac = Married


Finally! Just a couple of months shy of his 30th bday...my little brother finally took the plunge! We just got back from an 8 day trip to SW Florida for the festivities and wedding hoopla...tonight I am EXHAUSTED. And sore. I got my freak on the dance floor at the reception last night and am paying for it miserably today. Damn I hate getting old...my bones are creaking and back and stomach are screaming at me for contorting them into various copycat moves from Hip Hop Abs...ugh...where's the Advil? And what the hell was I thinking?


Anyway...I am very happy to have a new member to the Carpenter clan and look forward to nieces and/or nephews in short order (no pressure)...Welcome to the fam Ann!