FailureToCommunicate
FailureToCommunicate's Journal"Don't worry about that bug, it has no mouth parts" my father used to say, when there was some
scary looking insect on us. He had always been interested in entomology and knew better, but he was wiser in the ways of fatherly comfort for an alarmed kid. His tactic nearly fell apart, though, one night in Tunisia when three of us awoke with giant cockroaches crawling on us: we kids could clearly see their 'mouth parts' inches from our frightened faces!!
Years later, I tried that on my own kids several times, and they just said "Yeah, right, Dad"
When I was a kid there were horrific crashes like this by our house
regularly at a terrible exit off the Bronx River Parkway. I was first one on the scene in several of those times, held one guys head telling him to hang on till the ambulance came (the engine was next to him in the seat...) He didn't make it, I later learned.
Seat belts helped many times back in the day, WHEN people wore them, but many time not. Air bags are certainly a much better additional margin of protection.
I just sold my old car and got a newer (still used) car with all the current required safety equipment: front AND side curtain air bags, crumple zones, anti-lock brakes, steering overturn dampers, etc.
I thank God we survived driving back in those dark ages in those huge cars with hard dashboards, no seat belts...
Now I thank countless crash victims families for forcing the auto industry to improve cars for everyone, not just those who could afford to buy expensive models.
Safety features or not, PHYSICS is always the same: So please slow the f**k down people!
For a human being who gave so much to his Earth, this is his hymn of
what he wants to give back. Most of us can only raise our voices, and hope to continue down the -sometimes difficult -path he started us on.
Farewell Pete.
You made so many lives better,
cheered the hearts of generations of children.
It was a privilege singing along with you
Grant me, and all of us, the strength and courage to keep on "strugglin on..."
singing a 'Seeger song'
My life goes on in endless song
Above earth's lamentations,
I hear the real, though far-off hymn
That hails a new creation.
No storm can shake my inmost calm,
While to that rock I'm clinging.
Since love is lord of heaven and earth
How can I keep from singing?
WONDERful encounter dorkzilla. Here are my few brushes with Pete:
All the Seegers -Pete, Peggy, Mike were familiar recordings around our house as I grew up, so when I was fortunate to 'work' along side of Pete at numerous Hudson Clearwater Revival festivals back in the 1970's Pete seemed more like a kindly uncle than a folk superstar. Not sure if any of us really actually 'worked along side of him'. It felt like we were always trotting behind him trying to keep up with his seemingly boundless energy! As we ended late nights of singing in a dining area, Pete would quietly get up and resume sweeping up the place. Early in the mornings, as we were just getting up, there was Pete already picking up litter from the fields. I said good morning Pete, how ya doing, and he'd say: "Oh, strugglin on, strugglin on"
One other time I got the chance to sing FOR Pete at a singer/songwriter weekend event. Pete was very kind to each of us in his critique of our songs, even if you could tell he wasn't too impressed. To me he said "Well, but don't take my opinion as gospel, long ago I told Woody that I didn't think much of his new song "This Land is Your Land"" Pete was always so encouraging of ANYONE to make music and sing your heart out.
Thanks Pete for all the courage you showed, by example, to stand up for progressive causes with grace. And for inspiring generations of kids to feel like they could (should!) get up and sing. That music for humans, like for birds, was in our nature, and we should not just leave it to the professionals and pop stars!
I picture you in heaven rousing a group of harp players to join in one of my favorite songs of yours as you got older: Old Devil Time:
May you ever keep on "strugglin on, strugglin on"
Then I guess my dad was merely a prop when he
was behind four Presidents in his support for civil rights legislation...starting with Truman (for wounded war vets)
I think you are just plain wrong on this one.
Perhaps you're over thinking it, or like to be contrary...
People that work hard for an issue, or are deeply affected by it, are often the ones surrounding the President at speeches
or signings.
"Strugglin' on, strugglin' on" National Treasure for sure!
One of the things in my life I am most grateful for was the opportunity to hang out with Pete at various protest marches and music and folk life festivals. Heck I even got to perform FOR him at a young songwriters workshop. (He was kind in his neutral comments about my rather lame efforts)
Picking up trash with Pete at 6 a.m. -after a long night of song swapping- is one of my fondest memories. He was the Energizer Bunny... I could not keep up him!
To be at a Pete concert - whether it was a bunch of kids under a shady tree, or at a huge event, is like being swept up in an unstoppable swelling river of music, shared stories and human voices joined and tumbling in love...
Dear Pete, may you stay forever young. 
Take heart KoKo. First of all, things could be worse...
I'm serious. Count your blessings, it might help.
Here are mine:
My son, who I had strongly advised to go over with his buddies from college to be somewhere near the Marathon finish line...was dawdling and wasn't there when the bombs went off...
My brother, who spent a sleepless night as swat teams and police combed thru his Watertown neighborhood, was not near where the actual two street shootings took place...
We are heartened by the outpouring of sympathy for the victims and for support for our city, even as footage of funeral after funeral shows on the news...
We have NOT been turning off the news... Actually, finding out more and more what really is happening, helps the vague feeling of not getting the straight story. DU, and reddit, has helped a LOT in that regard...
Volunteering for a few community things - Senate campaign, church...
And then there are the personal things that help keep us chugging along:
Family mostly doing well...
Dancing (in long time street troupe with friends)
Running again. Maybe not Marathon caliber, but EVERYBODY seems to have taken to the streets since Patriots Day so it seemed like the thing to do...
exploring the Mediterranean diet... (red) wine is actually good for you?!?
And, of course, music...playing it, and listening to Motown and World
That my prescription, anyway.
Here's something to cheer you up:
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We are all seeking some bit of silver lining...and this is good news. Sure, there will be
more operations, months of rehab, and many dark days ahead for these survivors. But there is hope for these people to put a semblance of their lives back together.
Our hearts go out to friends and families of those that did not survive: Krystle Campbell, who funeral was today in nearby Medford, Martin Richard, Lu Lingzi, and Officer Sean Collier. Officer Richard Donohue who nearly died is likely to make a recovery.
I have said this before, but it bears repeating: the 'primary responders' where friends and strangers standing nearby or leaping in quickly to help stop bleeding, etc. before even the nearby EMTs and police got to the scene. This is almaost always the case. Average citizens rise to the occasion to help do the right things. Of course it helps if you have some skills. I think it behooves all of us that don't already have some, to think about getting some basic emergency training. I know I will be.
http://www.redcross.org/take-a-class
http://www.fema.gov/community-emergency-response-teams/training-materials
Without this guy -Jeff Bauman- and the quick acting Samaritan who saved his life-
Carlos Arredondo - it may be safe to say we all would STILL be waiting for a break in the investigation, and the two brother terrorists would be long gone from Massachusetts.
Arredondo is the guy in the cowboy hat seen leaping over the barricades pulling down some fencing so the EMTs could get thru, then he turned to the first victim near him who turned out to be Jeff Bauman. Carlos put out his burning shirt and made a tourniquet for his missing legs, grabbed the nearest person with a wheelchair and helped hold Jeff together literally as they wheeled him to an ambulance...the first casualty to leave the scene and head to a hospital.
Police began the daunting task of sifting thru mountains of video to figure out if they could identify any suspicious activity or persons. Jeff came out of surgery and right away asked for paper. He remembered "Black Cap" setting down the backpack at his feet and described him to investigators. That was the break police needed. They were able to zero in on that detail and soon found the clips that showed the two potential suspects. The photos were given to the press and within one day the suspects had panicked and bolted.
The MIT cop shooting, carjacking, shooting spree thru Watertown and manhunt culminating with the younger brothers dramatic capture last night in that backyard boat ended what would have gone very differently but for two regular guys that became heros.
There are many many first responders, police, fire, FBI,ATF, and officials who all deserve praise for their work. But there are also many just regular folks - I'd call them "primary responders" - who, in desperate moments of crisis - found the strength and courage to do great things.
Jeff and Carlos changed history.
--FTC
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P.S. there is a fund set up to help get Jeff back to college:
From Chancellor Marty Meehan:
"We have established the UMass Lowell Boston Marathon Scholarship Fund, which will benefit any member of the University community, including their families and alumni, who has been affected and wants to pursue an education here.
Anyone who is interested in making a donation to the scholarship fund should contact
Danielle_Callahan@uml.edu <mailtoanielle_Callahan@uml.edu?Subject=UMass%20Lowell%20Boston%20Marathon%20Scholarship%20Fund%20Established> .
Danielle_Callahan@uml.edu
THAT's the Joan I remember! Met her, and her lovely sisters, in '65 in Carmel
after a Big Sur Folk festival. She is still going, still singing, and still a lovely soul...
Music was everywhere then! (and I don't mean in ipod earphones)
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