We never appreciate the gifts we have until one watches them falling, slipped from desperate grasping hands. You stare helplessly as your prize tumbles toward the jagged rocks below. Hope fades, but you resolve to be brave, to steady yourself, to accept the coming crash resting deep within the enveloping gloom.
Okay, the link above is to my Blog/Op/Ed essay. It contains no thought-provoking images, no elaborate fonts, or other distracting marketing tricks to embellish upon my ideas with any more power than the words themselves. I pray those that read them might weigh them in the light in which they are offered. That is as truths about me and why I react emotionally to the more recent events in our news cycles.
There are some dark secrets about me, I pray that their sharing doesn't lessen your opinion of me. But those recent events mentioned above demanded a reaction from that place deep inside, a locked cell, I almost nerve allow light to shine.
What was the most important thing to ever happen on.... July 5th
It wasn’t Elvis recording “That’s All Right, Mama” at Sam Phillips’ Memphis recording studio in 1954
It wasn’t Algeria’s declaring their independence from France in 1962
And While Arthur Ashe winning at Wimbledon--- was exciting. His being the first for African-Americans to do so did not change much for the ordinary person’s life.
Yes, P.T Barnum, Edie Falco, and Huey Lewis all share the day as the anniversary of their entry into our world... but their births are not the biggest thing to happen on the July 5th.
Without a doubt, the one thing with the biggest impact on our world... is the appearance of Louis Reard's creation on this day back in 1946. It was the first summer after the end of WWII, and the world could not have been shaken any harder by his bombshell.
To find out what creation forever changed our view of the world...Click Here
I am told by my writing coaches, “A good fiction writer must be able to spin a believable yarn.”
Now, my dear friends, the secret is said to be… remembering the best lies contain a grain of truth, even if it is small, although a half-truth is still considered a lie. We don’t seem to care as long as we are entertained.
So, the test is---which of my statements below is complete truth and which two are the fabricated stretches? And within those lies… what are their grains of truth? Oh, wait... what if the grains are larger than the lies… is that cheating?
Those who get the correct answer win a merit badge. Let's see whether I am any good at twisting the netherworld, that thin space between the real and the untrue?
(1) I was friends with one of their former drummers and once played guitar on stage with the rock-n-roll band “Three Dog Night.”
(2) On a very dark night in 2014, I laid in the African bush with two women and seven orphan children; hiding from Tuareg/Al-Qaeda terrorist who were but a few feet away, they armed with AK47s and intent on killing or capturing us.
(3) In 1979, I met Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher while on loan from the U.S. Navy to the S.A.S. at the Albany Street Barracks. I was there to train them how to use (then,) top-secret Satellite communication equipment the US Government loaned the UK to combat the “Troubles” in Northern Ireland.