Thursday, September 16, 2021

Things I've Learned at Disney World: 2021 - Part IV

Day 4: Animal Kingdom

1) While I can't say this is my favorite park, I CAN say that it has my favorite ride (outside of the Star Wars ride at Hollywood Studios.) The DINOSAUR ride was a lot of fun. Just bumpy enough, and the special effects were great. Had so much fun I rode it twice, the only ride in Disney I've done so with so far.

2) Best Disney coaster so far too. The Expedition Everest coaster was faster and bigger than all the other coasters I've been on, including Space Mountain. Plus, it goes backward for a few moments. Don't normally care for backwards-running coasters (for the same reason I think the darkness of Space Mountain diminishes the ride) but in this case, it was just brief enough to add to the fun. A nice little coaster that gets better as it goes along and finishes strong.

3) My vertigo-infested head doesn't handle the virtual-reality rides all that well, so I avoided the most popular attraction -- the Avatar-themed hang-gliding VR trip.

4) I remembered AK being much more bright and vibrant. It's actually very dim and somewhat dreary in its decoration. The Mrs. seems to think it WAS brighter almost 20 years ago, right after the park debuted, but I'm not sure. The overcast sky (though welcome, from a temperature perspective) probably didn't help the ambience, but the decor is very earth-toned and drab. I realize it's basically a zoo with some rides, but still...

5) VERY fun Lion King production. Top-notch, but then, it's Disney. Worth seeing.

6) My feet are feeling the effects of walking 5+ miles each of the last four days. Ready for a break.

7) Rather than picking and choosing, we decided to pre-purchase a photo package ahead of time to take advantage of all the photos the parks offer to document your trip. Is it worth the money in the end? I don't know. But the Mrs. and I are taking advantage of EVERY SINGLE ONE of them we encounter. We are stopping at every photographer we see, and will have access to literally hundreds of photos taken by the staff during our visits when it is all said and done.

8) Skipped the River Rapids ride as well. To our detriment, I think.

9) Walking down the path, I hear, "Paul Uhls!" Some friends from Mooresville visiting Disney these days as well. Ironic, I think, to bump in to someone over 800 miles away from our hometown. Even though I live in SC now, and they're still in Indiana, what are the odds?

10) Lot's of White Ibis birds wandering around the grounds, amongst the patrons, especially near the food establishments. Sat next to a couple very interested lads as we ate lunch. Even saw one hop up on a table in a flash and steal a bite of mac and cheese from the patron's plate. That being said, I ate all my lunch, except for the cole slaw I had scraped to the side off the top of my own mac and cheese dish. Being that cole slaw is vile and awful tasting, and knowing I'm not supposed to feed the wildlife anyway, I literally and verbally apologized to my Ibis friend that I had nothing to offer him expect a scrap of cole slaw. Being the schlep I am and feeling bad at the sad look at the end of his long, sleek beak, I caved and dropped a small sliver of the cole slaw to the ground. He immediately pounced, picked it up, slung it around a bit, and dropped it cold, refusing to eat it. Read in to that what you will.

11) People watching is such an interesting and fascinating social study. As a society, it's trendy right now to pretend that stereotypes don't exist, or worse, are somehow bigoted or racist. But darn if we just can't escape reality, no matter how hard we try. A very wise man once told me, "Young man, there is a reason there are stereotypes in the world." He was right. Remember though, "different" doesn't necessarily mean "better." It just means "different."

We have one more day at Disney coming up on Monday. Likely, it will be Hollywood Studios again to take another stab at the Star Wars attraction. Meanwhile, we go to SeaWorld tomorrow. Stay tuned.

Things I've Learned at Disney World: 2021 - Part III

Day 3: EPCOT

1) The Experimental Prototype Community of Tomorrow. In 1980, this was a great concept. Problem with building a futuristic anything is that eventually, the future arrives and passes you by. This is almost the case with EPCOT. Most of what used to be breathtakingly innovative seems quaint and old now. Even the stuff they're still hailing as futuristic is stuff we're either already doing or can easily see around the bend. Make a boat ride for "It's a Small World" or even "Pirates of the Caribbean," (before the grubby cancel-culture Libs got their hands on it) and that ride can last forever. Make a ride about the future and at some point, it's not longer relevant.

2) EPCOT, of course, is not a thrill park, but rather a futuristic community, or it once was. The only real "thrill" ride in the park is the Chevrolet Test Track. And while it's been upgraded since I was there almost 20 years ago, it's still the same basic concept, and not an edge-of-your-seat ride. Fun though.

3) In the interest of fairness, there's a HUGE area of walled off construction just on the other side of the big sphere. One can only guess they're making some of the needed upgrades to the park. Be interesting to see what they do there.

4) The World of Wonders trek around the main lake in the park is pretty much as it was 20 years ago. Hasn't updgraded much. But still nice to check out a small -- albeit, Disney-dumbed-down -- taste of other cultures. Long walk though.

4a) As an aside, we visited during their annual Food and Wine Festival. Won't bore you with all the details. Suffice to say, there was a lot more people hanging around to imbibe than probably would be otherwise. The prices and food selections at each of the various countries for the festival aren't really worth it, in my opinion, especially as a non-drinker.

5) As such, had a nice time in the Mexico pavilion, with a quaint little boat ride, and a very cool little glass shop where a couple nice glass dolphins for the Mrs. were procured.

6) And speaking of THAT... relatively speaking, the prices of the retail shopping in the park were not near as expensive as I expected them to be. I mean, "expensive" is relative to each independent person's taste, but I was pleasantly surprised at some prices I figured would be much higher.

7) Food is still too expensive though.

8) Dumb that you have to pay parking when you already have to pay a gazillion dollars for a ticket into the joint. Dumber still there is no parking pass deal available for multiple-day ticket holders.

All-in-all, not a bad day, but as I write this after Day 4 trip to Animal Kingdom, EPCOT has proven to be the least fun and least impressive of the four parks. If I still had kids, I'd probably buy tickets again for any future trip. What IS there is definitely aimed at children. But as an adult now, I'd be surprised if EPCOT as it is will be a part of our next visit, whenever that is.

Tomorrow: Animal Kingdom.

Tuesday, September 14, 2021

Things I've Learned at Disney World: 2021 - Part II

DAY 2: Magic Kingdom

1) See #2 from yesterday's post. According to the "experts," crowd-wise, Tuesday is the best day of the week to attend MK. Having not been there for nearly 20 years, I've got nothing to compare it to. Overall, not too bad.

2) Much bigger park than Hollywood Studios, in terms of square mileage. Which means, more walking. I'm feeling it tonight.

3) That being said, I'm almost certain that the Mrs. and I would be in far worse shape energy-wise were we both still carrying around the extra 30-40 pounds from just a couple months ago. All-in-all, we're feeling great! Our diet plan makes it very easy to stick to, even at a place like Disney. (And saves is a TON of money.) Check out some of Ginger's FB posts if you want to learn more.

4) Something VERY interesting happened today. The Mrs. and I attended the presentation at The Hall of the Presidents. If you've never been, you should. If you've been, you know how cool it is. As they introduced each President, a few actually garnered a smattering of applause -- Abe Lincoln and Reagan, to name a couple. I'm not sure why, but I was actually prepared for a smattering of boos when Donald Trump was introduced. Instead, his animatronic received a resounding cheer and applause from the crowd, FAR more than any other President. (Joe Biden's introduction was met with dead silence.) Read into that what you want, but I found it very interesting.

5) Even though most of the attractions at MK have been there for decades (and yes, I remembered much more about MK) they haven't lost their luster at all. Being obviously all very Disney-esque, they're just so dang cute and enjoyable. There's just something very special about riding leisurely in a boat with your sweetie listening to "It's a Small World" about a thousand times. It never gets old.

6) Space Mountain would be much cooler with the lights ON. Half the thrill of a roller-coaster is seeing what's coming. Every twist and turn is past and gone before you have a chance to be scared by it. (Kings Island's "Racer" roller coaster is the same way. The forward coaster is much scarier than the backwards coaster.)

7) Positive Cinderella's castle used to be white. It's pink and blue and now.

8) Disney sure does love their parades.

9) Very few Disney characters just wandering around now. None, in fact. Apparently because of COVID. Not as much fun. I have a serious crush on Jasmine from Alladin. In 2003, I got my picture taken with her. No such luck this time.

10) I don't know, I think the whole matching T-Shirt thing, especially in the bigger groups, is way overdone. Cheesy and certainly un-original anymore, and CLEARLY not enjoyed by everyone in the group.

11) I'm surprised I enjoy Disney so much given that I have seen very few of their movies from start to finish. Was always more of a Warner Bros. guy than a Disney guy. Weird?

Vacation tip: Find out what restaurants are around where you're staying, and buy gift cards for those restaurants from Sam's Club at a big discount before you go. Saves a lot of money. Bought a $100 worth of GC for Logan's Steakhouse from Sam's for $87. Among others. All our dinners for this trip are already paid for, at a significant discount.

Tomorrow: Epcot.

Things I've Learned at Disney World: 2021 - Part I

On July 14, 1991, my wife and I arrived for our first day at Disney World celebrating the honeymoon of our new marriage. I'd been to Disney World once before, but quite honestly, I was too young to remember it.

On September 13, 2021, my wife and I arrived for our first day at Disney World to celebrate our 30th Wedding Anniversary. I've been to Disney World once since our honeymoon -- in 2003 with our two then-young boys. But that's almost 20 years ago now. I've slept a lot since then.

So, with the background laid out, I simply want to chronicle our 30th Anniversary celebration, and keep a little diary of sorts of our trip.

(As an aside, we did actually go out to dinner and a night out in Savannah on our actual 30th Anniversary date back in July. But this was our planned anniversary celebration, and chose September because that's the slow season for Disney. This trip involves a little more than just Disney, as well, so stay tuned.)

DAY 1: Hollywood Studios

1) I remember very little of this park. Virtually nothing is familiar to me from my two previous trips here in the last 30 years. The Muppet 3D Movie attraction is about the only thing I remember (apart from Indiana Jones -- more on that later.) I'm not sure what that says about me.

2) Crowds aren't bad at all, but I'll say this: If this is Disney's slow season, I don't want to be here when they're busy.

2a) Supposedly, Disney is restricting the number of guests in the parks, presumably because of COVID, requiring "reservations" at the park. NO ONE checked our reservation, although I'll admit it could be programmed into our admission card. But who knows. While masks are required indoors at all times, there is no social-distancing to speak of, so the guest restriction seems pretty pointless.

3) The general populace has become VERY accustomed to wearing masks, even when they are absolutely not necessary or beneficial, which is most of the time.

4) The ratio of shops, retail, and food establishments vs. attractions is way out of proportion.

5) The Star Wars area of the park is very cool. A couple cool virtual-reality rides, for which the wait wasn't too bad. Lots of other cool stuff to see. However...

6) The Rise of the Resistance attraction is everything it is cracked up to be! Outstanding. Because of its popularity, one has to log in to a virtual queue in order to garner a place in line for the attraction, and the queue for the day fills up within seconds -- literally. If you are one of the lucky ones to get in, you know what I'm talking about. We did, on the second opening of the queue for the day. If you haven't yet, and you're a Star Wars fan, a trip to Orlando and a ticket to Hollywood Studios is worth it. We might go again later this week just to do it again -- IF we can get in.

7) Buy the photo package. It's worth it and can literally save you hundreds of dollars if you get sucked in to buying all the pictures they offer of your time in the park.

8) Lot more children this time of the year than I thought there'd be. Apparently, parents have no problem yanking their kids out of school for some time at Disney. Given the state of public education these days, can't say that I blame them.

9) The Indiana Jones Spectacular is not running these days. Bummer that.

Tomorrow... Magic Kingdom!

Tuesday, June 8, 2021

Sticking Your Head in the Sand

Those who know me well have heard me say it many times. I often get asked why I post the things I do on Social Media. I've even been hauled into a few religious tribunals and asked the same question. Why? What do I hope to accomplish by posting this or that? Do I really believe I'm changing anybody's mind by anything I have to say?

My answer is always the same: I post for me. I don't do it for anybody else. I post what's on my mind, because writing, in any forum, is one of the ways I like to express myself. If anybody is moved by anything I have to say, that's just a secondary benefit. If they're honked off, that comes with the territory. I'd like to think my posts cause people to think, but if not, that's OK. Because I'm not posting for others.

That's largely true. But if I'm being brutally honest, I do pay attention, as does everybody else, I suspect, to how many "likes" and "comments" and "shares" I get. I don't set out to start a debate. I don't start out to make somebody weepy. I just post what's on my mind. But I like it when others engage in my posts. I get a kick out of it.

But I've been doing an interesting social study over the past year or so, and I've been watching and noting just how much activity a particular post generates. And what I'm finding is both interesting, and disturbing.

Like it or not, social media is here to stay. It's not going anywhere, and it has vastly changed the ways by which individuals get their news and information, and the ways individuals communicate with each other. Some are on social media all the time. Others are on very little, if at all. Still others just dabble in it off and on. Regardless, it is a standard way of life now in our culture, and it's not going anywhere anytime soon.

This is the point where I should once again make a disclaimer about social media in general. Social media didn't create anything. It didn't make us who we are as individuals, and it didn't create in us something that wasn't already there. All it did was give us all a forum to share our thoughts and ideas and opinions. Before, most people didn't have a public forum. Now we all do.

That being said, I've been watching some interesting shifts over the past year or so. It started during the Trump administration, and has continued and even grown since the start of Biden's admin six months ago. And it's this idea that many people are really getting tired of the negativity and downright hatefulness they're seeing across social media. There's a debate, a mock, a put-down, or a piece of bad news of every shape, color, and size anywhere you turn on social media these days. And people are skipping right over the bad stuff anymore, if not outright turning off the machine and saying, "I'm done."

A little over a month ago, I began making posts about my wife's healthy weight-loss journey. Her story is truly inspiring, and I've been posting about it on my social media account. Those posts have generated literally hundreds of "likes," well-wishing comments, and have been shared numerous times. The outpouring of good vibes has been immense, if not overwhelming. And that is as it should be. It's a great story, and one that has lifted people's spirits. I made my first post about her on May 4. That post received over 200 "likes" and over 100 comments. Subsequent posts have generated similar activity.

On May 5, I posted about Facebook censoring President Trump. That post received two "likes." On May 19, I posted about the racist mayor of Chicago banning white journalists from her interviews. That post got absolutely zero "likes" and comments. A subsequent post about the same mayor got three comments and one "share." On May 21, I posted about how liberals today are apparently against hating any diverse group except Jewish people, who they routinely discriminate against. That post got eight comments, and 34 "likes." On May 25, I posted about the racist, perverted, snake of a mayor of New York, and how liberalism is completely ignoring this man's atrocities, and that post received three "likes" and zero comments.

And the pattern has continued that way.

I know the reason. People are tired of the negativity. They're tired of hearing bad news all the time, of watching friends and neighbors fight with each other over some issue. Just tired of all the bad vibes. And I get it. I understand. I admit that kind of negativity can drag you down over time.

But here's the problem: Sticking your head in the sand won't make it all go away. Look, I understand that my thoughts and opinions aren't the glue that sticks the whole world together. I'm under no illusions that what I have to say should shape everybody's way of thinking on a daily basis. I'm a nobody. Some Conservative schlep who love the Reds, my wife, and God (in reverse order) who happens to think liberal insanity is tearing our world apart. If you agree, great. If you don't, I don't really care.

But that's not the point. Because it's happening all over the place. I see people all the time who post, "I'm taking a break from social media for 30 days," or some other such nonsense, only to return to find things haven't changed all that much. I hear people say all the time, "we don't watch the news anymore." (I don't really either, by the way, but probably not for the same reasons. But I digress.) It's OK if you don't want to watch the news. But ignoring it isn't going to make it any better.

But we don't really take a break, do we? No, instead, we usually migrate to wherever we feel we might hear the message we want to hear. We want our ears tickled, as it were. If that message is butterflies and puppies, or even inspiring weight-loss stories, so be it. But we return to find the negativity hasn't changed, and often our ignorance has made the problem worse. Turns out, Cuomo wasn't just killing our senior citizens indiscriminately, but he was raping women along the way when we had our heads turned. But we didn't want to hear about that.

Being uninformed in today's world is probably the worst scenario in which you can find yourself. In fact, I am firmly of the belief that uninformed citizens are precisely the largest problem in our current society. Just because you don't want to hear about all the negativity doesn't make all the bad stuff magically disappear.

Do we all need a break sometimes? Absolutely. But those breaks should renew us and refresh us to strengthen our resolve to tackle the bad stuff head on so that maybe... possibly... we might be able to affect some sort of positive change.

I post for me, but I post in hopes it will make people think. That maybe it will open some eyes to stuff people might not otherwise want to see. If we are informed about the issues around us, whether we believe it or not, we can do some things about it. We certainly can alter the way we vote. And we can pass the word on to others so that they may think about things differently as well.

We should certainly celebrate with those who have reason to celebrate. Simply celebrating with her the success my wife has achieved in her healthy journey is good and right. And it will hopefully uplift others and inspire people to want to make positive changes in their own lives.

But ignoring the problems in our society, even if they are highlighted in social media, is never a good thing. We should also be angered, upset, and spurred to action by the truly awful things happening in our world. I live in Bluffton, SC. I can't do anything about a racist mayor in Chicago. But I can highlight her evil and perhaps convince others to not make the same mistake with elected officials in their own communities. We should rail against censorship wherever we find it, even if we don't like Donald Trump. And we should point out hypocrisy whenever we see it: Hate is hate, even if it is against the Jewish community.

Get your head out of the sand. Ignoring the problems won't make them magically disappear. I encourage you: celebrate with those who have reason to celebrate. Highlight your own successes so people can celebrate with you. But don't hide from the bad stuff. Unless we all choose to face the negativity head on and speak up about it, and do something about it, it's not going to get better.

It's only going to get worse.

Friday, April 23, 2021

Boy, Did I Touch a Nerve: I need a "Break!"

So yesterday, I posted a question on social media that certainly touched a nerve with some folks. It was merely a question, although some inferred various things from it. I didn't imply anything, I didn't say anything negative, and it certainly wasn't aimed at any particular person or issue. I was, in part, genuinely curious as to what answers I would get, and in part curious to see how people might react over something so innocuous.

Though I don't usually explain myself, and find it somewhat worthless to do so, the question was simple: Why do spouses feel the need to have nights out with their boys or girls apart from their spouses? Just a question. I did not offer the question in any context, and nowhere did I say having friends outside the marriage was wrong. Nor did I imply I thought it was a problem getting together with them from time to time without one's spouse. (Remember, just because someone infers something from another's comments doesn't necessarily mean the other implied anything.)

Understand, while I have my beliefs on the subject, there is no wrong or right answer. To each his or her own. I was just curious as to what the answers might be.

To be fair, most of the responses were casual, and expected. They have hobbies that their spouses don't share and they like to get out with others to enjoy those interests. Or they have otherwise lifelong friends and they enjoy getting together to catch up. Perfectly normal.

But boy, did I touch a nerve with some others, who not only read into the question much more than was there, but also immediately went on the defensive. I do not know if some felt the answers were obvious and therefore the question didn't need asking, or if they were just offended that anyone would dare to ask. At any rate, I had to fend off some who were obviously upset by the question. I was told "the question is offensive to those who enjoy the time." Though I cannot possibly see how.

One friend said, "This is an argument you will not win." But I wasn't making an argument. Nor was I seeking or trying to start one. I was genuinely just asking a question.

One commenter asked, "What's wrong with married people having friends?" Though I never stated anywhere I thought it was. Another stated that they just needed "Me" time and asked, "Why is that so wrong?" Again, I had to reply that I never stated it was, or that I believed it was. Because I don't. I was somewhat taken aback by the vitriol.

It was an interesting social study how quickly a simple question stirred some into a tizzy. I find that telling.

Others mentioned needing a "break" from their spouse, which, I must confess, is a concept I don't understand. Still others either outright stated or insinuated that never having time apart from a spouse is actually damaging to the relationship. I'm not here to analyze that thought. Just found it interesting.

Others stated that maintaining and fostering relationships outside the marriage is also important. I don't disagree with that at all. Cutting off other friends for the sake of a marriage is never good or healthy, unless those friends are somehow trying to damage or become toxic to the marriage itself. If you have a friend who is constantly griping and complaining to you about your spouse, without any real basis, then it's time to cut that friend loose.

Only one commenter picked up on what I was really asking, which is the idea of "need." They commented that they felt... "the operative word here," in my comment, "is NEED." They were right. They went on to say, "The two of us have never felt that NEED for the now 37 1/2 years of marriage." And that really was what I was looking for, in terms of concept. It's not that it's the "right" answer. It's just that that was the idea I was fishing around for.

Two weeks ago, Jennifer Lopez and Alex Rodriguez -- J-Lo and A-Rod! -- called it quits. Quite frankly, I couldn't have cared less. I have no interest in celebrity couples who like to play house until it is no longer convenient for them. But what I DO care about is the comment they put out in announcing their split, and the headline it got in most of the major news outlets:

"We're just better as friends."

Let me break that down for you: "The sex was great, but other than that, we couldn't really figure out how to get along, so we'll just pretend we're friends for the public, but really, we'll probably never talk much again."

At least that would have been more truthful.

It's a stupid comment like "We're just better as friends," that is, I believe, not only the biggest myth in relationships today, but also the biggest destroyer of marriages today. We've all heard it before... "You shouldn't date your friends." That literally could not be a more moronic statement. It is absolutely your best friend that you SHOULD be dating, and ultimately, to whom you should be married.

Usually -- not always, but usually -- what first attracts us to a mate is physical traits. We find someone attractive. But if not before, when we didn't realize it, usually somewhere along the way a genuine friendship blossoms -- or at least it should. When you find that friend who is the one you most want to lean into in the good times and bad, that usually is the person you find you'd like to spend the rest of your life with. I'm oversimplifying, of course, but you get the general idea.

Romance and intimacy are easy. You buy some flowers, you put on a sexy outift, you finally end up naked having at it. We're physically designed to make it happen, so it's not that tough. (Please understand, I'm not undervaluing something that for some people, especially in the case of abuse, can be very scary and intimidating and even traumatizing. I'm just making a point that we are designed as physical creatures to procreate and have intimacy.) So in most relationships, romance and intimacy is the easiest part.

But you see, kids, one day, we start to age. Not sure when it happens, but our bodies start not looking like they once did. We start having less and less of a need for physical love, and the need for emotional and psychological love grows. I'm not a psychologist, but if you ask around, I'll bet you'll find thats primarily true. When that time comes, you better have more than just a good sex life holding it all together.

And while having a true friendship is always valuable, it becomes darn-near vital as we age and our relationships last longer and longer. At some point, if not early on, the friendship becomes considerably more important to the flourishing of any marriage than does the physical aspects. Again, please don't misunderstand: regular physical intimacy is a MUST for any marriage. It's just that it's not THE most important part. Think of it this way: A man and woman can stay together forever without having sex, but if they hate each other, no amount of sex will keep them together.

The message of, "We're just better as friends," has been destroying the minds of young people and ruining marriages for centuries. Think about it: I've never heard anyone say, "I just need a break away from my best friend." Indeed, most people are clamoring for more time spent with their besties. But you hear, "I just need a break from my spouse," pretty regularly. Alarmingly so, I believe.

Ginger and I have natural times apart. Time apart that simply happens organically. I play music, and still occasionally dabble in golf or some other activity. There are times she joins me, as she's always welcome, but not always. I'll golf with a buddy, or jam with my musical friends. We might grab some lunch or something together. Ginger has her own interests. Ladies she'll have a breakfast or Bible study with, or a game night with other ladies to which she gets invited. But those breaks happen naturally, during the course of our everyday lives. And those occurrences provide the natural "breaks" from each other without any real effort behind it. We're just living normal, everyday lives for Pete's sake.

But I am being honest when I say I have never once "needed" a break from Ginger. I have never had a "need" to "hang out with the boys" to get away from my wife for awhile. I'm not even sure I understand what "me time" really is, because she is what makes me happy. Heck, if it wasn't for Ginger's own refusal of invitations, she'd be with me all the time, as I never do anything with anybody she isn't welcome to join. And I don't want to speak for her, but I'd bet you she'd say the same thing. Sorry -- not sorry. That's just us.

None of which is to say the answers and comments I got on my post yesterday were wrong. It was just very telling that some got so defensive about it right out of the chute. So please, you do you and I'll do me. You certainly didn't ask for, nor do you need, my stamp of approval. Who am I anyway?

But I will say this: And this comes from 40+ years of really having a keen interest in watching and observing marriages, so take it for what its worth. Rarely have I seen a truly happy marriage where either spouse felt they "needed" a break from each other. If you feel that "need" in your marriage, perhaps there's more there than you realize. That's just a friendly heads up.

By the way, the winning comment yesterday came from my brother, Troy McGranahan... "I steal things... and I don't want her to be involved.

Rock on, brother... rock on!

Monday, April 12, 2021

My First Reds Game: a Thank You to my Uncles.

It is no secret I'm a big Cincinnati Reds fan. My Indiana friends and family knew it as just a core part of who I am. As my South Carolina friends learn of it -- and see my Reds Room for the first time -- they are struck by how anybody can be so obsessed. Here, being a fan of anything besides Clemson and the University of South Carolina, especially a pro team, most definitely sets one apart from the crowd.

My Uncle Danny just recently passed away. The youngest brother of my mother, I can't say we were close. Growing up, and into my adult years, we never lived near each other, and as such just saw each other at family get togethers, which, sadly, were not frequent. I have few memories of time shared with Uncle Danny over the years, but there is one that stands out: He took me to see my first Reds game.

April 29, 1980. I was 10 years old.

Another of my uncles, my Uncle Mike, lived in Cincinnati when we were growing up. Together, Uncle Mike and Uncle Danny shared a love of cars, especially working on and refurbing old classics. I truly do not remember the details, so my recollections of the events that led to us attending the game are admittedly murky, and could very easily be flat out wrong. In any case, through some form of gathering, my uncles ended up taking both me and my brother to a Reds game.

Again, my memory of the day's events, even of the game itself, are cloudy, but here's what I do remember...

1) On the way to the game, we stopped to eat at a Burger Chef restaurant in Batesville, IN. Today, that building is a Skyline Chili restaurant. The restaurant is right off the highway exit and Batesville is literally a halfway point between where I lived in Indiana, and downtown Cincinnati, and has always been a good place to stop for a bite and fill up. I have stopped there many times with my family over the years to eat at Skyline on our trips back and forth to Cincy.

The reason I remember stopping at Burger Chef that day is because in those days, Burger Chef's equivalent to McDonald's Happy Meal was called a Fun Meal, and they came in little cardboard trays that had little perforated, baseball-shaped cards on the back and bottom. You could request any team you wanted, and if they had it in stock, you got it. I, of course, requested a Reds Fun Meal, and got it! It was, of course, one of many Reds Fun Meals I would have eaten in those days, as we had a Burger Chef restaurant in my home town of Mooresville. What I didn't know then, and what I know now, was that those Fun Meal boxes with the cards on the back was one of my first forays into Reds memorabilia collecting. As is the case with anything in the moment, you don't know it's memorabilia, and you rarely hang on to the item. Sadly, I did not keep a single Fun Meal box from those days, although it is true that I have a few of the original cards from those boxes. But I loved them so much, that I did, through the miracle that is eBay, purchase an original Fun Meal box with the Cincinnati Reds for my collection, and it hangs prominently from the ceiling in my Reds Room today. (Picture included.)

2) My memories of the game itself are equally as fuzzy. I remembered the Reds played the Astros, and it was the first year after Joe Morgan had left the Reds and returned to Houston. I remember being very upset having to watch Morgan come to bat for the Astros against the Reds. I remember also not like the Reds manager, John McNamara, much at all, as he had replaced the legend, Sparky Anderson a couple years before. Pete Rose was gone by that time too, but he was off somewhere else with the Phillies that day. The only detail about the game I remember is that the Reds lost, 3-0, and that Morgan had scored one of the runs for the Astros that day. Made it even more heartbreaking.

I remember seeing Riverfront Stadium up close for the first time, and how green the turf was inside the stadium and how big it all looked. We sat somewhere down the third base line, but I don't remember exactly where. Morgan and Rose were gone, but I remember distinctly the excitement of watching Bench and Concepcion and Griffey and Foster. I remember being thrilled, even if I don't remember much else.

Flash forward nearly 40 years. As I have accumulated and decorated my Reds Room, thoughts of my first game would pop up in my head every now and then. While I have items in the Room that have survived from my childhood, there aren't many, and I honestly do not know if any of the items I do have were acquired at that game or not. The few details I could recall -- Morgan playing for the Astros and the 3-0 loss -- were the only clues I had to go on to try to get more info on the game itself, and the date it was played.

A search through the game databases on Baseball-Reference.com finally led me to the game on April 29, 1980. It's the only game that fits my memories, although I don't remember it being a night game, and I can't figure out why my Mom would have let us go on a school day. Perhaps it was during our Spring Break, which is the only thing that makes sense.

Nevertheless, there it is. Reds loss to the Astros, 3-0, on a Tuesday night in April, in the Spring of my 10th year. The box score confirms Morgan going 1-4 on the day, scoring a run for the Astros. The Reds Charlie Liebrandt started and threw 8 solid innings of 3-run ball, but was out-dueled by Astros righty, Ken Forsch, who only allowed 3 hits to the Reds in a shutout performance. I had correctly guessed who I'd believed had started that day for the Reds, except for Harry Spilman, who started in place of regular 1st Baseman, Dan Driessen. Interestingly, the Astros starting lineup that day featured 3 players who would go on to play for the Reds later in their careers. And, Art Howe, who would go on to manage the A's during their Moneyball heyday.

Throughout my Reds Room, I have several ticket stubs from games we've attended over the years. No where near ALL the games we've attended, and no rhyme or reason to why I have the ones I do. Just stubs we never discarded for one reason or another, and made for good space fillers on the wall.

However, for some in the memorabilia world, ticket-stub collecting is a big deal. And if one has an accompanying stub from a game at which a particular piece of memorabilia was obtained -- a game-used ball or bat, or a bobblehead, or some other giveaway -- than the value of the memorabilia is increased. Often, when I've purchased an item I've wanted, it came with a stub from the game, even though I didn't request it. It's not something I seek in my collecting, but it is certainly an important slice of the memorabilia collecting world, and there are several collectors out there who deal extensively in ticket stubs.

I began to ponder, as I watched other collectors seek and obtain certain ticket stubs for their collections -- perhaps a stub from the game on the day their kid was born, or a stub from their wedding day, etc. -- could there be a ticket stub floating around out there from April 29, 1980? I put the word out what I was looking for on the primary memorabilia page I deal with on Facebook. It was a long shot, I knew, but didn't hurt to ask. Within minutes, a fellow member told me to reach out to another certain collector to see if he could help.

So I did.

The gentlemen responded to my request with a simple, "I have one," followed by a picture of the stub. I couldn't believe it. There it was: a simple, small, green ticket stub with Reds logo and line-drawing of Riverfront Stadium from April 29, 1980. What are the odds? Pretty good, as it turns out.

A very reasonable and attractive price was offered for purchase of the item, and I sent the money immediately. A week later, I was holding the stub in my hands. Pretty amazing, now that I think about it.

Of course, my immediate thoughts were how to display it in the Reds Room. Without boring you with how things have to be moved around to make it fit, I decided on the display you see in the picture here. A custom-made red matte, 16x20, with room for cards for the 9 starters for the Reds that day, along with a 10th space for an Astros Joe Morgan card. Just didn't feel right to leave him out. I have plenty of Reds cards, so I made sure each card for each player was a different year and style. I created the center picture collage with a photo I took of Riverfront some years ago (top), along with some other stock photos of the stadium. Some custom vinyl to title the piece, and the stub tacked neatly below the collage inside a plastic holder, and it's done. It occurred to me to print the box score from the game and include it, but I decided against it.

My memories of that day end at the Fun Meal and the score, a 3-0 loss. But I will be forever thankful for my Uncles Danny and Mike for taking me to my first game. I'm only sorry I never took the chance to tell Uncle Danny thanks before he passed. To my Uncle Mike... thank you.

I have a thousand memories and hundreds of pictures from literally over a hundred games in the years since then, most of them with my wife and kids. I cherish them all, and indeed some hang from the walls in the Reds Room to this day. But I'm glad to renew the memories from that first game, and get the chance to memorialize it in my favorite space.

Come down and take a look some time.

Thursday, March 25, 2021

Living by the Ocean

So my Facebook memory today was a photo overlooking the beach from the balcony of my in-laws' condo in Delray Beach, FL. Ginger took the picture on her first visit there in 2011, and then a year later, our whole family had the pleasure of vacationing there, which was my first time there.

I chronicled each day of that vacation in my blog at the time (you can find those blogs on the right side of this page. Scroll down the years to 2012, and then to the month October. You can read each day there.)

We still lived in Indiana when that vacation took place. And it was interesting to read my thoughts about being near the ocean every day. It was on that vacation Ginger and I first really started considering what a move to the ocean might look like. It was very preliminary at the time, and ramped up with each visit we would make to our other in-laws' cottage here in Hilton Head, but it would be another four years before we would actually pull the trigger.

It was, in short, the best decision we ever made.

As I look back on that journal, I can see the wheels turning in the observations I make, and the questions I ask. I was really smitten with the sunrise, and the sereneness of the beach. I wondered aloud if the locals ever get used to its beauty. I reflected that the time I was getting to spend with our boys was dwindling. I pondered why things seemed so much more beautiful in a place like that, even though I was surrounded by God's beauty in many things every day in Indiana. I had to remind myself that every place was beautiful as long as I was with Ginger. 

That was over eight years ago. Both our boys, who were on that vacation with us, are now grown, moved out, graduated from college, living in Nashville, and married. Cody just gave us our first granddaughter. And we have now lived near the beach here in South Carolina for over four years. We don't visit that condo by the beach in Delray any more, mostly because we live by the ocean now, and partly because my Mother-in-Law has randomly decided she no longer likes me very much. But I digress.

So I have some new observations, so far removed from that vacation where we lived in Indiana but dreamed of living by the beach.

I questioned if the locals ever get used to the beauty of the beach, living by it every day. The answer for us is, no, we don't get used to it. The beauty of the ocean at any time of the day, but especially at sunrise, still takes my breath away every time I see it. And I often make a drive across the bridge onto the island every now and then specifically to get a look at the water. I WILL admit that we take it for granted far too often. It's very nice knowing we can get up and go to the beach any time we want to, but to our detriment, we don't go often enough. I have to remind myself at times that that's part of the reason we moved here.

I commented quite a bit about how relaxing that vacation was. Now, the laid back vibe of this place has a great deal to do with why we like it here so much. It's hard to put our finger on that vibe, but I can tell you its vastly different from every day life in Indiana. Everything is so laid back here. And the people are genuinely nice all the time. Life just moves at a slower pace, and that's a welcome change as time always seems to go by faster and faster as we age.

Life moves slower, but its still easy to get caught up in the mundane, every-day, ho-hum. Work and a myriad of other things can still get in the way, and so you still have to be intentional about taking a step back and breathing it all in once in a while. What's nice about living in a place like this is that there's a lot of opportunities to do that. A sunrise at the beach, a walk in the park, a golf cart ride down to the river (or to Walmart!) a round of golf at one of the seven courses within five minutes of my house, or just chillin' on the back patio under the most vivid starlight I've ever seen. A good friends of mine down here posted on his FB page a couple years ago, "The great thing about living here is that you don't have to go very far to feel like you're a million miles away."

I STILL get turned on at the site of my wife in swimsuit.

It's very cool living in a place with alligators and dolphins.

I mentioned the satisfaction I found in not always "seeing and doing," but rather "relaxing and being." It's very easy to do that here. There is indeed power in the ocean, the salt in the air, and the wind in my face.

Speaking of Florida... I still can't wrap my head around the idea that I can literally wake up in the morning, drive to Florida, and be back at home in my bed that night if I want to. In my brain, Florida will always be a days drive away.

I didn't use to like going back home from vacation. For 45 years of my life, leaving vacation was always depressing.

Not anymore.

Wednesday, March 3, 2021

That Racist Dr. Seuss

So yesterday, you saw my post, as well as the news story for the rest of the world, the story about the cancellation of Dr. Seuss.

With some clarification, it is important to note that the Seuss organization has chosen to cease the printing of only six titles written by the legendary author, titles they feel no longer represent Dr. Seuss and how he'd want to be portrayed. Rest assured, those books will eventually be erased from bookshelves all over the country, but for now, they're still out there, as well as all the other Seuss books we know and love.

So in truth, Seuss has not been fully "cancelled," as it were. But here's the problem: You've heard me say it many times before. Nothing is ever enough with the Left. This will not stop. First it was just racist statues. Now it's Dr. Seuss and Mr. Potato Head. Could you ever have imagined? Who among you could have fathomed even five years ago that ANY Seuss books would be censored? Or that we'd be concerned with the gender of a make-believe, plastic potato. And yet, here we are. You think it will stop there? What will it be next? It will never be enough. There will be more and more books, toys, music, programming, history, and freedom of speech banned and canceled and censored if the Left is allowed to continue their insanity.

It. Will. Not. Stop.

What we know, according to the Seuss people themselves, is that the decision was made after the organization said they "listened and took feedback from our audiences including teachers, academics and specialists in the field as part of our review process. We then worked with a panel of experts, including educators, to review our catalog of titles." Nowhere in their statement does it say they consulted parents and kids. No, it was only "experts" and "educators."

You know what that means? Kids and parents have been reading Dr. Seuss for decades and say, "Look! It's a cat in a hat being silly. And zebras! And green scrambled eggs!" But they showed it to a bunch of mindless leftists and said, "Find the racism!" It really is absurd.

I mean, including ourselves, virtually every one of us, along with our entire circle of family and friends, have been reading Dr. Seuss since we were infants. Have any of you, even a single time, ever thought to yourself, or had a friend or family member say to you, "You know, there's some crazy racist stuff in those Seuss books."?

Of course not. But some Liberals got hold of it all, and set out prowling around for what they could find, and by golly, they found it. And now, they're going to save our children by banning it.

No, kids. It will not stop. Paint this however you want it. It's ONLY 6 books. And then it will be 6 more, and 6 more, and 6 more...

A writer I read yesterday said to go out now and buy all the physical media you can... books, CD's, toys, etc. Because it will eventually become slim pickin's. Once they're cancelled and out of print, they'll be erased from the internet, and our children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren will never have access to it. It'll be gone forever.

Fortunately, I physically have the Mulberry Street book in my possession. And I will continue to read it to my grandkids, as I read it to my children, for however many generations I make it through. The Mrs. and I read it aloud together this morning. There is mention on a single page of a Chinese boy who eats with sticks. And even though Chinese boys to this very day (along with lots of white Americans) eat with sticks on a regular basis, that is literally the only thing in the entire book I can even remotely fathom that could be targeted, unless the Cancel Culture leftists have a problem with blue elephants. An entire book, censored and erased from history, because Chinese people like to use chopstick when they eat. Makes me wonder if China is, at this very moment, banning Chinese children's books that mention Americans using forks?

Would be laughable if it weren't so sad -- and ludicrous.

A couple days ago was "Read Across America" day. It is a day each year usually proclaimed by the President himself. Former presidents, including Obama and Trump, have mentioned Dr. Seuss by name while making the proclamation, noting how important he has been to the children in our culture. But not this year. President Biden made no mention of Seuss... and this was a day or two BEFORE the Seuss people made their announcement.

"But it's just 6 books...."

Not for long.

Wednesday, January 27, 2021

No... Biden's Inauguration was NOT Historic

The 2021 Inauguration Day is not a historic day. Not even close. I fully believe history will see it as a disastrous day for our country.

But let's look at what happened on January 20:

1) We held an inauguration. Nothing special about that. Has happened every four years since our country's inception. Every inauguration bums some people out, and elates others, but it happens nevertheless. Those who are excited about those who are being inaugurated like to say that it's historic, but it rarely is. Barack Obama's first was historic, for obvious reasons, but outside of that, the only truly "historic" inauguration we've seen in the last century was Donald Trump's. Never before in this country had a true outsider -- a person who'd held no previous political office -- been elected as our President. Not all newly elected Presidents are career politicians, but most of them are, and rare are the few who did not at least have some prior experience in the political field. Donald Trump did not.

2) The man inaugurated today as the 46th President of the United States truly could not be LESS historic. He is as average, mundane, and redundant a candidate as we've ever seen. A career politician who has leached off the government for the last 50 years, without a single significant contribution to the betterment of America from his time in Congress to show for it. And to boot, a man who'd not only tried and failed two times before, but was forced to drop out of a previous presidential race because of corruption. A man like that is nowhere near historic.

3) Characteristically speaking, this man literally represents everything of which the party that elected him claims to disdain:

He's white; the epitome of white privilege that Liberals claim is the scourge of society.

He's old. So old, in fact, that very few people believe his health will survive his four year term. The Democrat Party has spent the last 50 years or so screaming about how the youth of America are the future, how old people are out of touch, and specifically the last four years bashing President Trump in part for his age.

He's wealthy. Granted he became wealthy on the backs of the taxpayer. But Democrats claim to hate wealth, and openly advocate for socialistic redistribution of wealth.

He has a history of racism. If there's anything Democrats like doing, it's holding people's past against them, especially if there's even a hint of racism involved. Then Senator Biden's grilling of black, Supreme Court judge Clarence Thomas was nothing less than cringe-worthy from a racial perspective. The kind of grilling that would instantly get lambasted as racist today and likely result in a forced resignation. And the only real legislation Biden in which was ever involved was a Crime Bill in the mid 1990's that resulted in incarcerating black males in historical numbers. Among other incidences, Biden's decades as a US Senator is a litany of one damaging blow to blacks after another.

He's a perv. In addition to the allegations of sexual misconduct, of which there are several, the countless videos of how he nuzzles women and children are downright nauseating. Donald Trump was lambasted almost daily for his treatment of women well before he was ever a politician. And Democrats used completely fabricated sexual misconduct allegations to attempt to bring down a perfectly righteous Supreme Court candidate. On a day when they were also celebrating the first woman to become a Vice President, they literally elected a man as President who has a very shady past as it relates to women -- a past far more damaging and disqualifying then the one they attempted to fabricate against Judge Kavanaugh.

4) Speaking of women, the Democrat party "loved" Kamala Harris -- a woman who has serious allegations of sleeping her way to success -- so much she was literally the first primary candidate to drop out of the race this past year because she could raise no funding in her own party. The party disdained her so much that they would not contribute in any way to her campaign. And of the numerous hose-heads who filled up the Democrat primary ticket, she was the first to drop out of the race. A white woman who literally lied about her racial heritage was vastly popular to Harris, so much so she was considered a front-runner for the nomination well into its latter stages months after Harris had dropped out of the race.

So there's your history. An old, white, crusty, failing health and mental capacity, corrupt, perverted, career politician and a black woman so disliked by her party she was the first to be forced to drop out of the race for its nomination.

And I have no illusions whatsoever about, nor hope for, their promises of unity. Indeed, Biden has already proven through a record-setting flurry of Executive Orders that his administration will be little else than a radical Liberal, vile, vindictive, and highly spiteful assault on Conservatives, and specifically, anyone who supported Trump. And he has no concern for collateral damage, as many of the edicts passed with his pen will hurt Democrat faithful as well. Unity be damned -- it's all out war on Trump and his supporters.

No, this year's inauguration was not historical at all. It was sad.

South Carolina -- 4 Years!

It was early June of 2014. My wife and I were having a discussion. In the past year and a half, we'd lost no less than than three dear friends and family members to tragic, all-too-early deaths. Our oldest son was already out of the house off to college, and in just a couple years, our younger son would leave the nest as well. We'd dreamed of moving and living near the ocean for nearly 25 years, mostly because of the benefits to the Mrs.' health, but also because we were beginning to realize that tomorrow is never promised. And we wanted to make a better life for ourselves. And now we were ready. We realized we could either do it, or still be sitting around 10 years later talking about doing it, if the Good Lord let us live that long.

So we put our house of 18 years up for sale. We moved into a temporary home, and rental from my Mom. A year later, in the summer of 2015, that home flooded, and we lost about 3/4 of our possessions. It galvanized our resolve even further. It was time to move to greener pastures -- or in our case, sandier beaches!

After another year of wrangling and moving from one temporary place to another, and through the sheer grace of God aligning all the stars in our favor, we did it. We packed up what we owned, our dog, and my mother, and we moved to the ocean.

December 12, 2016. Four years ago. It doesn't seem that long, and yet, it almost seems a lifetime ago. Our entire lives, our entire existence, is totally different from the life we lived in Indiana.

I lived in Mooresville, IN, for the first 47 years of my life. My wife and I were born and raised there. It was the only life we'd ever known. Now, four years removed, it almost seems as foreign to me as did living by the ocean 25 years ago. 

Please don't read anything into what I'm about to say in the next few paragraphs: I will always cherish Mooresville, IN. It was a wonderful place in which to grow up and raise a family. We still dearly love and miss family and friends who are still there. I have deep friendships and tight business colleagues with whom I communicate regularly. And it's always nice to see our loved ones when we visit. Our move was never about Mooresville, or Indiana, or the people or places.

It was about us.

But Indiana is not our home anymore. Bluffton, South Carolina is our home now. And we love it! Four years here have entrenched us in the Lowcountry life. Dern-near perfect weather year round, friendly people, robust business, and a vibe in the culture that simply cannot be explained until you live in it every day. We're literally minutes away from some of the coolest places you'll ever visit, like Savannah, GA, not to mention pristine beaches. The ocean and the salt air have done for my wife's health exactly what we'd hoped. And living in the sunshine almost daily never hurt anybody.

The community has accepted us with open arms, as they do everybody, it seems. No one is in a hurry. Everybody is nice all the time. Sure, it's not perfect. There's some black holes in the universe, as there are anywhere. But the positives FAR outweigh the negatives. I've made new friends. Gotten involved in a great church family. Found opportunities to play music -- on my terms! My business has flourished here, as the opportunities for small business people seem almost endless. And even though it surprises my friends and family back in Indy, I do not miss one iota being Mr. Microphone. Not one bit. I had my days on the stage and behind the mic. They were great. I'm not sad they're over.

Mostly, I get to hang out with my wife almost everyday. And her days of being down with illness are so much fewer than before. Aside from the obvious, like brain tumors and sinus surgeries, I'm not sure many of our friends and family in Indy truly knew just how sick Ginger was on a daily basis there. The weather, more than anything, just wasn't her friend. She was a trouper, and never let the outside world really know how bad it was. She's been freed from a great deal of that. No, she wasn't magically healed. Her body and her immune system are such that she will never be completely healthy all the time. But the daily grind is over for her. The ocean is a great place to get well! And her good days far outnumber her bad.

Four years have gone by so fast, and yet sometimes feel like an eternity. There's still a newness and unfamiliarity with so many places here. There are roads in Indy I could still drive to this day with my eyes closed at night. (State Road 144 from 67 to 37 anyone?) I haven't reached that level of comfort yet here, even as things become more and more familiar. It's hard to replace 47 years of brain and muscle memory.

And yet, the last time we were in Indiana earlier this Fall was the first time since we moved that we didn't feel as though we belonged. We felt like visitors. The changes were unfamiliar, even as I still am somewhat in the loop there. It just didn't feel like home anymore. The Mrs. felt the same way. And that's not a sad thing. It's just the reality. South Carolina is our home now.

When we leave, for a visit to Indy, or even a vacation, we look forward to coming home. We miss it here when we're not here. I still get giddy when we drive back into the community the same way I did when we used to vacation here. We love our home, and we love the area even more. We have not one single regret, other than to wish we would have made the move years earlier.

So as I've tried to provide periodic updates, especially to my friends back in Indy, I suspect, unless something drastic changes, this will probably be the last full update. What you need to know is above. We've settled in quite nicely, and while I've learned to never say "Never," I can't imagine life for us proceeding anywhere other than here anytime soon.

And I'll end again with this... come see us! Soon. Today. Don't wait. No, I don't care about a pandemic. Not in the least. We love to show the place off, and our doors -- and our guest bedrooms -- are always open to whoever wants to drop by.

But be careful... it gets in your blood real quick, and you may find yourself making a move soon, rather than later!

Wednesday, January 20, 2021

My Uncle Paul

My Great Uncle Paul passed away last night. "Great" doesn't begin to describe him. He was my namesake. Having the good fortune to have been born on his birthday, my Mom named me after her favorite Uncle, and I am honored to have shared our first and middle names.

Paul Donald.

Unless we could see each other at Thanksgiving, each year on the day of our birthday, I would try to give him a call, and we would share just a few minutes wishing each other well. (One did not have "long" conversations with Uncle Paul.) A few years ago, we went out together on our birthday, and I phoned him two years ago, which, sadly, was the last time I spoke with him. I didn't call him this year, to my detriment, and COVID cancelled Thanksgiving. Life, sometimes, just gets in the way, and the moment slipped past. But I thought of him, and I'm sure, in some small corner of his mind, he thought of me. I take some comfort in being able to boast that the last time I spoke to him, I told him I loved him.

When I was a young boy, he taught me ways about being a man. His life exemplified how to be a man. Because he was a man.

A real man.
A strong man.
A friendly man.
A good man.
A family man.

A veteran of the Navy, and though retired, he worked -- which is to say, he did manly stuff he wanted to do -- well into his 80's, with the strength and virility of a man half his age. It was not uncommon to see him up on a roof in the noonday sun, working circles around men far younger than he. A nasty fall a few years ago would have done in a man of less stature, but the doctors commented it was that very stature and strength in his advanced years that allowed him to survive it.

When people die at early ages, we lament their passing as far too soon. When they die in advanced years, we take comfort in knowing they've lived life to the full. At 94 years of age, it is easy to be comforted by saying that he lived a long, happy life. And he most certainly did, for sure. And yet, for Uncle Paul, 94 years just seems too soon.

Because he was a man.

His wife of 71 years, our beloved Aunt Pat, and his four amazing daughters are some of my favorite people in the world. And even though we don't see each other much anymore, when we do get together, though our faces are a little more wrinkled, and our hair a little more gray, it's as though time hasn't passed. And Uncle Paul was always there, always friendly, always willing to talk if spoken to, and always with the firmest, manliest handshake I've ever felt.

Because he was a man.

A good man.

Perhaps -- O Lord, just perhaps -- there might come a day when people will say that about me, and I'll know I've made my namesake proud.

Wednesday, January 13, 2021

Sandy Koufax and the Hall of Fame

Sandy Koufax belongs in the Hall of Fame. I believe that. But if he does, then so do many other players who are not currently enshrined.

First, a few things, for the purposes of full disclosure. 1) I'm a BIG Cincinnati Reds fan. So while this isn't exclusively about them, I'll make the case for a couple players that extends to other MLB players as well. Most of the names are just examples. 2) I'm an old guy. I don't completely dig all the analytics. So I'm not going to bog us down with a bunch of analytic stats, such as WAR, and so forth. Primarily because it's not necessary. Secondly, because most of the guys we're talking about weren't playing in a time when analytics were a thing. And lastly, because I find, in general, stats like WAR, while catching the occasional wildcard, really don't enlighten us to anything we didn't already know.

The top five all time WAR leaders, according to Baseball-Reference.com, are Babe Ruth, Walter Johnson, Cy Young, Barry Bonds, and Willie Mays. Well, duh! Is that a surprise to anyone? I find that stats like WAR usually highlight the guys who everybody already knows to be the best in the game anyway. And they're almost always the guys who lead in the traditional statistics of HR's, RBI's, Batting Average, Wins, Saves, etc. True, there's a few names in the Top 20, and then Top 50, and so on, who catch you by surprise (Pete Alexander, anyone?) And every now and then, a stat like WAR, or OPS+ will highlight a guy who has a couple of surprising seasons, or a diamond in the rough that might otherwise be overlooked. Helps teams dig a little deeper on a player when they're looking for specific needs in filling out a roster. But in general otherwise, the big analytic stat leaders tend to be the same guys who win the batting crowns, and pitching awards. Not always, 100%, but WAY more often than not.

I also don't want to get bogged down with steroids. For the purposes of this argument, let's pretend steroids don't exist. Keeps things cleaner.

So I don't want to get lost in the analytics forest here, mostly because I don't think the HOF is about analytics anyway. The HOF, primarily, is about honoring the guys who were the best in the game when they played. It is pointless to compare Babe Ruth with, say, Reggie Jackson, or Alex Rodriguez, for a variety of reasons we don't need to get into here, but it is safe to say they were at the very top of their game during their respective careers.

So back to Sandy Koufax. Everyone agrees that when Koufax retired, he was considered possibly the best pitcher in the game at that time. And yet, when you look at Koufax's career stats, and ESPECIALLY if you compare those to other pitchers in the HOF, he's mediocre at best.

Koufax's career record is 165-87, with a 2.76 ERA. (Just to be fair, his career WAR is 48.9, WAY down the line from other HOF's.) It's a record that if you read that line next to anybody else's name, you might say he was a good pitcher, but wouldn't think HOF. (Kevin Millwood had 169 career victories, for crying out loud.) No, when you think HOF, you think 300 wins, 3000 strikeouts, lower 2 ERA, etc. Not 165-87.

Furthermore, Koufax wasn't even that great for very long. A quick glance at his 11-career will show that he was relatively BELOW average for the first half dozen years, and then, the light came on and he was perhaps the best in the game for the last six seasons. Only six really HOF worthy years.

So why is Koufax a HOFer? Because during those six years, he was arguably the best pitcher on the planet, and durn-near unhittable. And he retired at the top of his game. Most people believe had he not retired, he could very easily have turned in another 5-10 years of greatness. Perhaps, but of course, we'll never know.

Which is what makes that HOF argument a little unfair. If Ken Griffey Jr. had retired at the same age as Koufax, everyone would have assumed he would have gone on to become the all-time HR King. But he didn't retire, and we all know how the last several injury-plagued years of his career played out. So did Griffey make the HOF because of his first 10 years in the game, or his last 10 years? Break his career in half and you essentially find two different players.

Koufax cited a sore arm as one of his reasons for retirement, so it is just as likely that he would have blown out his arm in the next season or two. And what we're left with is a guy who was really great for a mere six seasons. And yet, it is solely because of those six seasons he is in the HOF. For six years, Sandy Koufax was the best pitcher in baseball.

And really, THAT'S what the HOF is all about. It's about looking at guys careers and asking, "Was he one of the top players in the game for an extended period of time while he played?" Stats are important, and I believe there are some stat thresholds that guarantee a spot in the HOF, but that's just my opinion. (I think you can make a case for Jamie Moyer. Anybody who's good enough to make a MLB roster for 28 seasons ought to get credit for something, no?) Regardless, I think the HOF was and always has been a place for players who you watched for several years and said, "That guy is one of the best in the game."

Let's look at a couple examples: One of the most glaring omissions for the HOF, in my opinion, is Dave Concepcion. I've had all the stat arguments I care to have over his career. As noted before, it is unfair to make his case solely compared to other shortstops in the HOF. Although, to be fair, his stats, both defensively and offensively, stack up pretty well against other SS in the HOF. But not only was the position viewed differently in different eras, Concepcion was a different player from, say, Pee Wee Reese, and a significantly different player from Cal Ripken, who revolutionized the position into an offensive-minded spot.

What we really should be asking is, like Sandy Koufax, was Dave Concepcion considered to be one of the best shortstops in the game while he played? And I think it's more than fair, and not an unpopular assessment, to say that for the better part of a full decade, from the early 70's through the early 80's, Concepcion was one of the best, if not considered THE best shortstop in the game.

Forget all the other players around him on the Big Red Machine (because that's unfair too.) You'd be hard pressed to name a better shortstop during that time. On Baseball-Reference.com, most of the similarity comparisons made are with players whose careers played out primarily before or after Concepcion's. During his time, there really was none better. And the stats, and the awards, and the All-Star nominations bear that out. The likes of Pee Wee Reese and Luis Aparicio came before Concepcion. And the likes of Trammel, Ozzie, and Ripken all had careers that really took off well after Concepcion's prime. Even Robin Yount, who burst on the scene in 1974, really didn't hit his stride until the late 70's, and he finished up a center fielder. His contemporaries included guys like Larry Bowa, Bill Russell, Roy Smalley, and Ivan DeJesus... all decent, solid players in their own right, but nowhere near the caliber of Concepcion. For the middle decade of Concepcion's career, he was the best in the game at his position.

And the same case can be made for many guys. Look at the Dave Parkers, Dwight Evans, Dale Murphys, Bernie Williams, Steve Garveys, Scott Rolens, Roy Oswalts, and Ron Guidrys of the world, just to name a few. All guys who were considered at the very top of the game for the better part of a decade. By contrast, its why players like Tony Perez, Jim Rice, and Harold Baines were overlooked for so long, and likely why guys like Vada Pinson, Bill Buckner, Johnny Damon, Tim Hudson, and Brett Saberhagen get overlooked completely. While their stats match up very well with other HOFers, they just never seemed to be in the conversation of the guys who were the best in the game while they played. I mean, when you think of the best outfielders of the late 50's into the 1960's, you think of guys named Mantle and Mays and Aaron and Robinson. You don't think of names like Pinson. But check his stats sometime against those guys while they were all playing together. Interesting.

And for how long? How many years does a player need to be considered one of the best to qualify. If Koufax is the standard, then it's five or six, although even that is probably an anomaly. It's likely closer to that 10 year/decade scenario. That's why guys like George Foster, Tino Martinez, Eric Davis, etc, don't really make the cut. Guys who were some of the most feared players and sluggers and best pitchers for a handful of seasons, but couldn't sustain the greatness over a real extended period of time. It's likely THE sole reason Roger Maris isn't in the HOF. One or two great seasons just don't cut it.

The stats of all the players above can be debated. And have been, countless times. For every guy who thinks Scott Rolen is worthy of the HOF, there's another guy who thinks he's a bum. The traditional stats may be Hall worthy, but some analytics guy will tell you why he doesn't measure up. And of course, there's always some analytic that shows a guy like Scott Hatteburg deserves to be in the HOF.

Go figure.

If we take the baseball writers out of the picture for a moment -- because today the writers are mostly pompous slugs who like to lecture us on steroids while having made their careers on the backs of steroid users -- there are those who believe the Hall should be reserved for the very great, but even then, there's very little consensus on what stats constitute "very great." But the HOF was and always should be about the fans. They want to see the best players they grew up idolizing in the HOF. A modicum of common sense should prevail, of course. There's always some kid who grew up idolizing Sexto Lezcano for some weird reason. So something has to serve as the baseline to be sure. But in the end, it's about what the fans want, not what some neurotic writer says it should be. (Surveys, incidentally, show fans of all regions and generations overwhelmingly believe Pete Rose should be in the HOF. So he should be, no matter how big of a creep you think he is.)

When you consider that 19.5 thousand men have ever played Major League Baseball, then the 263 players who make up the HOF comprise just barely over 1% of the total to have ever played the game. If you added 100 very deserving players to the HOF immediately, which you could easily do, you'd still have less than 2% of the players all time. Still a very exclusive club.

If Koufax deserves the Hall -- and I believe he does -- then the metrics of his career, and not just the stats, should be considered for all candidates. If you only look at the stats, Koufax doesn't measure up. Four career no-hitters is akin to Adam Dunn hitting nearly 500 HR's in his career. And NOBODY believes Adam Dunn should be in the HOF.

But it isn't just the stats. It's his status. The very best pitcher in the game for the previous six seasons, and the belief that his dominance would have continued had he chosen to stick it out. That alone is why he is in the HOF, and it's why most fans get real itchy when you start talking about Koufax's career stats.

If Koufax deserves to be there, so do a lot of other guys.

Thursday, January 7, 2021

Capitol Riots: Where has all this outrage been?

I was as disgusted by what I saw at the Capitol yesterday as you were. It was wrong, unlawful, ugly, and inexcusable. It was roundly condemned by everybody who watched yesterday, Republican and Democrat alike. Every media talking head condemned it, right and left. As they should have.

Problem is, that same condemnation didn't happen this summer and fall as we saw far worse acts of violence and aggression take place all over the country. For the last seven months or so, far more people died, far more businesses were lost and looted, far more property was damaged, and far more lives were ruined. Government buildings in Minneapolis, and Seattle, and Portland were all overrun, firebombed, and occupied, sometimes for weeks. Police and emergency vehicles and other government property were burned and destroyed. In most places, the violence, and the riots, and the looting took place for days or weeks. Damage estimates reaching into the billions of dollars. From most of the left -- many who bristled with condemnation yesterday -- little more than silence.

And let's not forget the time just a couple years ago when Leftists, mostly women, stormed the Capitol building to protest the Kavanaugh hearings. And media outlets such as the USA Today all but encouraged it!

Today, Washington is calm. The protesting, done. The violence is over, such as it was. One protester was tragically and needlessly killed, by all indications by Capitol police. Otherwise, a few windows were broken, and a few podiums overturned. The violence was so great that our Congressional representatives were able to get back to business within hours in the very building and chambers that were overrun.

Prior to the November 3rd election, businesses in cities all over the country were boarding up in anticipation of rioting after the election. You know why? Because they all fully expected Donald Trump to be reelected, and they didn't need to be reminded of not only what has been going on since the summer, but the violence and riots they watched after he was initially elected in 2016. They watched as rioting broke out all over the country, particularly on college campuses, but also in many cities. They remembered the fires we all saw in downtown DC after his election, and in other cities, and the fires and destruction we saw in Berkely, CA after his election. And they certainly knew what had happened all over the country this summer. In Minneapolis, and Portland, and Seattle, and Madison, and St. Louis, and Chicago, and Atlanta, and New York, and most other Liberal cities.

Had Trump been reelected -- which he was fully expected to be -- Liberals would have rioted even more violently than they had before. It was a sad display as business owners knew what was coming. They were preparing for a new round of fires. And I shudder to think what Liberals would have done to this country if Trump were actually successful in overturning this election.

See any fires yesterday?

Officials in DC had known for weeks about the rally that was planned for yesterday. And yet there is a simple reason why not a single business in DC boarded up in anticipation of it, and why the Capitol police were woefully unprepared for what happened:

Because Trump supporters had never done this before.

His rallies have all been peaceful. Point out the last time a Trump rally turned violent. And even if you mention something stupid like Charlottesville -- which wasn't a Trump rally -- even then, that's about all you got.

No, Trump rallies, and Conservative gatherings in general don't turn violent. Almost, like, never. What happened yesterday was an anomaly. There was no need to board up and no need to beef up security because there was literally no anticipation that anything would turn violent. And while it was completely shameful and unlawful, the media bent over backwards to make it seem worse than what's been happening all summer long. What I saw yesterday, save for a few morons who apparently wanted their picture taken in the House chamber, was several thousand protesters milling around outside doing a bunch of nothing. Waving flags and chanting, and not setting fire to a single thing or overturning a single vehicle.

Protesters completely overran the building, scrambling away virtually all the occupants and security. And with virtually unfettered access to the building, do you know what they did to the countless number of priceless, hundreds-years-old, vintage artifacts, statues and pieces of art in the building?

Nothing.

They left it all alone. Didn't destroy anything. Didn't set anything on fire. Broke a few windows, turned over some benches and podiums, scared the bejeebers out of the Congressmen and security, snapped a few pics, and then left. Mayor called a 6:00 pm curfew, and they pretty much cleared out.

Now, juxtapose that with what you've seen on your TV since this summer. Fires, death, destruction, mayhem, looting. City streets that look like war zones. Innocent people beaten and bloodied. Businesses completely destroyed. People terrorized in their homes. Government buildings overrun and occupied for days and weeks. All semblance of law and order thrown out the window. And the media, and most of the Left, made excuses for all of it. News stories with banners that read "Protests Mostly Peaceful" as fires raged in the background. Media morons and Democrat leaders making excuses, telling us we should all be sympathetic to "why" the protests were taking place. And nary an official on the Left willing to condemn any of it. Certainly not with any teeth.

It was disgusting and sickening. We watched yesterday as the same Democrat leaders who belittled our policemen all summer, labeled Trump a monster for threatening to use the National Guard to quell the violence, and all but blamed all the violence on law-enforcement, were all now cowered under their desks in their safe and secure secret bunkers crying for Trump to bring the National Guard in to make the bad guys go away. It was pathetic.

Here is what Nancy Pelosi said in an NPR interview following the George Floyd riots in Minneapolis this summer... "(President Trump) crossed another threshold of undermining our democracy. That the federal forces would be used to disperse a crowd using billy clubs and tear gas takes us to the status of banana republic... I don't think the president's calling out the military are warranted. I think that there, by and large, have been peaceful demonstrations in large numbers across the country. There has been some violence... And violence must be addressed. But there is no reason for the U.S. military to be called out for this."

I guess that was before her podium got turned over. She's had a change of heart.

Look, I could go on and on. Yesterday, a mob overran our nation's capitol building. For all intents and purposes, those who breached the building could be called domestic terrorists. But the "violence" we saw paled in comparison to what we've been watching on TV for the past several months. Heck, it paled in comparison to what was going on in Portland yesterday at the same time (or did you miss that on the news?)

If you were sickened by what you saw yesterday -- as I was -- then you should have been sickened all summer long -- as I have been. Sadly, Liberals have not been. Democrat leaders and the Liberal media, who didn't outright condone it or encourage it, certainly didn't condemn it the way they condemned what they saw yesterday. They demanded Trump stand up immediately during the protests yesterday and condemn it all, but it took Joe Biden nearly a month to say anything about the violence in Minneapolis this summer.

Pelosi has encouraged "uprisings" in the past. Maxine Waters encouraged her followers to accost and assault Trump followers "pushing back on them" wherever they found them. Kamela Harris is on record as saying the violent protests "should not stop." Chuck Schumer said he was "proud" of the violent protests in New York over the summer (after previously threatening Supreme Court judges with violence) and called them "mostly peaceful" even as businesses and government property was burning right before his eyes. The list goes on and on. I literally had a Liberal friend of mine tell me that what happened at the Capitol yesterday was far worse than "looting a few Walgreens." That's how clueless the left really is and the hypocrisy is revolting.

Democrats and Republicans alike condemned what happened yesterday at the Capitol. As they should. The whole of the United States media conglomerate were outraged by what they saw yesterday. As they should have been.

Unfortunately, when death and violence and destruction were feeding their narrative for the last several months, the Left and their media flunkies weren't offering the same condemnation. Worse, as Americans were dying and losing their businesses and having their lives ruined, Democrats were making excuses for it.

There are some who believe what happened yesterday amounted to insurrection against the United States. I'm no legal expert, but I doubt it. The courts will get to make that determination against some of the rioters soon enough. But it'll be hard to prove insurrection against the government for accessing a public building that you pay for with your own taxes.

If the newly Democrat controlled Congress had any scruples at all, they'd hunt down and prosecute the thousands of people who murdered and looted and ruined peoples lives all Summer long, destroying and raiding and burgling other's private property.

I'm no legal expert, but I doubt that will happen either.