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.