Get Up Jerry....

Yesterday Karyl and I were watching the Minnesota Golden Gophers try and rally in the fourth quarter against the underdog New Mexico State Aggies.  Suddenly the stadium went silent and the announcers in a confused moment tell us that our head coach, Jerry Kill, has collapsed on the sideline.

Oh, dear God, no.  This man from rural Oklahoma (I think) walked into our hearts last winter after taking the job at the University of Minnesota.  He has made no promises, other than the team will work hard.  I can't believe how horrible I am feeling.

Minutes pass slowly.  Awkward cuts to commercials, players kneeling and holding hands - looking like I felt.

I turn to Twitter and we learn that he is being packed in ice - so maybe this incident is heat related....

Finally word comes that his wife has given the fans a "thumbs up" sign and I am able to breathe a sigh of relief.

This morning we read that he has had several seizures before and that heat and dehydration bring on the symptoms.   God willing, Jerry Kill will recover from this and learn to take better care of himself as he continues to coach our team.

Hurry back coach.

Down The Rabbit Hole...

This past week the television has been full of 9/11 rememberances.    Somehow all those memories have made me want to disappear down a rabbit hole and pretend the whole horrible business is not happening.  I have a mix of emotions - from not really wanting to revisit 911, to praying that we make it through the day without any more horror.

The past ten years have been difficult.  We are more in debt, thanks to two wars and we live now with the understanding that many people in the world hate us.  This has been a watershed decade.

I would like to say, "Thank you" to all the first responders who gave up their lives or their health to help others trapped in buildings or on an airplane.  The stories of your bravery, to save people you didn't even know are inspiring.

Peace.

Random Thoughts....

1. Love President Obama, but I am not so wild about delaying the EPA standards to give business a chance to get going.  I suppose those are the tough decisions one has to make as president.

2. I don't like Michelle Bachman, but it irks me a little that Perry from Texas is getting all the attention.  They both seem equally nutty, but Perry gets the nod just because he is a guy.

3. We had our first faculty member at school give a presentation about being gay.  A long overdue, watershed event.  This frees us to discuss this topic with a greater degree of freedom.  His presentation was serious and humorous, very well done.

4. Today the Minnesota Golden Gophers play USC in Los Angeles.  We have a new coach, Jerry Kill,  who has generated a lot of enthusiasm by not promising us big results.  The last head coach, Tim Brewster, started talking Rose Bowl right away, but his teams were very poorly organized and coached.  Last year we were last in the nation in quarterback sacks with nine.  I don't expect to beat USC, but I don't expect to get blown out either.  I anticipate a Gopher team that is in better shape and, over the course of the season, will surprise some teams.

Our junior quarterback, MarQueis Gray played wide receiver last year because Adam Weber was in his senior year.  Gray does not have a lot of experience at quarterback, but he is supposed to be the best athlete on the team.  I hope he has a good day.

5. My loving daughter is a rock star for putting a bike together that I mailed her.  The bike isn't very good, but I love her willingness to struggle with the rear wheel and rear derailleur until she could get it all together.  Tip of the hat to her.  Here she is at a Red Sox - Yankees game.  Thank you Skip Orlady...

6. Got another tattoo.  It is a bicycle cog with an eye of Horus in the middle.  I will say that Saint Sebrina's is the nicest tattoo parlor I have ever been in....


7. More later....

Transitions.....

It dawned on me the other day, I can't remember where, that for my family the summer months are a time of transition. This is especially true with July, which has two wonderful family birthdays that bookend our greatest tragedy as a group.

For several years, about this time of year, we gathered together at the ocean and participated in the ever-evolving family vacation. Lots of sun, mostly joy, but the usual amounts of elephants in the room. For the past two or three summers we have not gathered and while I speak with people individually, I greatly, miss the family meals. It was both a chance to celebrate the victories in our lives, and an opportunity to try and make meaning from the non-sensical parts of life. Without that time together I don't feel quite as well tethered. I miss the group.

We will have to get together and see what we can do about this. Everyone's life is spinning out in new and different orbits now. Kids have grown, marriages have blessed us, and the days at the beach may well be behind us in the warm recesses of fond memory.

If not the beach, then I need some other symposia of the great minds and spirits....

Einstein and the Fence

Yesterday, my neighbor and his father built the great fence you see in the back of this picture.  The old waist-high chain link was taken down and the six foot cedar fence replaced it.

I guess my neighbors value their privacy, which I don't blame them for a bit.  My only question is - "Dude, where are you going to blow the snow this winter now that you have the great cedar wall up?"

I guess we will wait and see on that one....

A Ten Spot

Yesterday was the tenth anniversary of Harriett's passing.  In some senses it sure seems like it has been longer than ten years - we often pause at this end and consider what would life be life if Harriett were here.

This weekend the last Harry Potter film comes out, which is also a fitting reminder of the influence and force of Harriett's life.  Thirteen wonderful years ago she introduced our children to the wonderful world of Harry Potter on the sun porch in Padanarum, Mass.  Her high squeaky voice for the character Dobbie first caught our attention to what was going on.

We miss you Who.  Now more than ever.

b.

A Call....Pawlenty Runs Out of Lipstick...

Today's edition of MinnPost carries a thoughtful article on former Minnesota governor Tim Pawlenty's current strategy in Iowa.  Mr. Pawlenty hasn't being doing well in the polls or in raising funds for his candidacy, which led his staff to adopt a strategy used by Mike Huckabee in 2007 - i.e. shake every hand of the people who are most likely to go to Ames and vote in the straw poll.

It seems to me that if Pawlenty's best chance to win is to pretend he is Mike Huckabee, then he is in big trouble.  Pawlenty has the warmth and charm of door, and not a door of which you are fond.  This strategy seems like a last ditch effort on the part of a desperate man.

I was much more scared of the Pawlenty who was traveling to Iowa and saying we don't need to pay farmers to produce ethanol.  That is the candidate who I thought had a real chance to make it over the long haul. 

Here is where my analysis fails....Pawlenty needs money to keep running, and he is not going to gain enough votes in Iowa telling farmers that he is turning off the tap for the ethanol party.  As a result, Pawlenty needs to adopt a "win-in-Iowa" strategy that will allow him to keep going in the hopes that he can get back to the Pawlenty version of the "Straight Talk Express".

If the Pawlenty people are relying on charm, I am not sure it is going to work.  My call is that Pawlenty is done after a disappointing performance in Iowa.  There is not enough lipstick for that pig...