It happens every year. Same place, same time and many times the same people. That would make sense since it is the McCallie Alumni Luncheon. Mike and I have attended this lunch for several years, but this time was special. Matt Mildenberg was asked to speak. He was the recipient of the McCallie Alumni Scholarship and he talked about what he did at McCallie, Penn and what he is doing now.
At the end he talked about giving back. He told the story of his band and how they only knew "Let It Be" as their encore for a play off to win the Battle of the Bands. It was the only encore song they knew and they were up against a really talented guitar player. As Matt's band began playing "Let It Be". Joe was swaying in his seat, then he stood up and was swaying and then he was doing the fake lighter sway and then moved on to having the whole place singing "Let it Be" at the end. He said Joe was the audience that won his band's title in the Battle of the Bands. And Matt made sure to tell this happened before Joe was a "celebrity" and was only known for having great facial hair.
In the end Matt asked for the support of the Charlotte McCallie Alumni for Joedance. Because if you have a friend that helps you out by doing the fake lighter sway serving up a Battle of the Bands title you remember that for a long time.
Friday, May 17, 2013
Monday, May 6, 2013
Peace
Peace. It was the topic of Rev. Ollie's sermon and it spoke to my heart. I am sure he did not know how timely it was or how relevant it was to my life. And I know growing up in a family of ministers their hope was to reach maybe a handful of people with their sermons.
But peace is what I strive for after Joe's death. The drama that surrounds my family, the secrets we keep in order to keep order, the unspoken words, the suffering we endure alone could be so alleviated if we lived our lives through peace. To those that suffer peace could be achieved by just picking up the phone and asking the simple question of how are you. Peace is to a friend or family a simple gesture of a squeeze of a hand, a touch on their arm, a straight on gaze into their eyes. Giving them the out and the reassurance that you know how much it hurts. Peace is the nod of quiet reflection and loud shouts from the roof tops.
Peace is giving to others every day.
But peace is what I strive for after Joe's death. The drama that surrounds my family, the secrets we keep in order to keep order, the unspoken words, the suffering we endure alone could be so alleviated if we lived our lives through peace. To those that suffer peace could be achieved by just picking up the phone and asking the simple question of how are you. Peace is to a friend or family a simple gesture of a squeeze of a hand, a touch on their arm, a straight on gaze into their eyes. Giving them the out and the reassurance that you know how much it hurts. Peace is the nod of quiet reflection and loud shouts from the roof tops.
Peace is giving to others every day.
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