…but that’s the 9/11 memorial and those are the names of victims.
Parents, tell your kids not to take selfies at solemn places. No cemetery selfies. No memorial selfies. They ain’t the place.
Not knocking the two teens here - my son takes plenty of selfies - but that memorial is pretty solemn.
Just not the place for shirtless selfies.
Gotta teach them that there is a time and place.
Showed my son this pic and had that convo…
I was taking this picture to send to friends.
Tommy Kelly was one of the the guys on my annual trip to Saratoga. A casual friend to me. A better friend to friends.
I always look for his name.
Today, the flag was reflecting just right.
No “Get off my lawn!” here…
There’s just some situational stuff our kids don’t hear unless we tell them.
Please and thank you. Taking off your hat during the anthem. Looking someone in the eye when you’re talking to them.
Just stuff to teach and - ABT - Always be teaching.
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…which contributed to 20 players bolting for other teams or the NFL
And then, having shot itself in only one foot, FSU picked an expensive, losing legal battle with its own league… while alienating their best remaining quarterback - which made him decide he’s done there.
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Now, FSU has managed to put itself in a position where, after making a national spectacle of itself, it has to go up against an actual powerhouse Georgia team with what’s left of its own disintegrating team.
FSU threw such an epic tantrum, it ensured high ratings…
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On the morning of 9/11, a casual friend of mine was on a high floor of the World Trade Center above where the first plane struck. He called another friend of ours to tell him he was trapped and it didn’t look good. He didn’t make it out.
There is a 9/11 memorial near me…
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It has the names of everyone who perished on 9/11 etched in marble.
The memorials sits high on a ridge with sweeping views toward New York City twelve miles east.
It’s a beautiful spot. I used to park there at sunrise with my son when he was a baby.
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Every time I visit the place, I walk the wall and find Tommy’s name.
We were only lightly acquainted. Our circles overlapped but our worlds only overlapped one weekend a year up in Saratoga.
Still, I look for his name as a duty of remembrance.
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So, I’m in a notorious mob hangout today. An Italian-sounding place. Panera. And there are two older guys about 5 feet away. Straight in front of me.
It isn’t entirely unheard of in my area to cross paths with some goodfellas. I live in Sopranos Country. It ain’t fiction.
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So, I’m trying to write but my table is facing theirs and I can’t help but overhear (mostly because I was eavesdropping, but still) and these two guys are talking about “The Chin” which I cleverly deduced was Vinnie “The Chin” Gigante from having watched quite a bit of cable.
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And then they roll on to talking about somebody who was low-level loansharking and another guy who something something I don’t know.
And then the one guy says “That’s all Gambino now…”
And I’m pretty much feeling like I’m wearing a wire at this point.
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I entirely understand people’s beef with “Do Something” Twitter.
However, there is a difference between screaming “DO SOMETHING” and agitating for our federal government to do *some specific thing*.
When we need something specific to be done and it isn’t being done, telling the people pushing for it to shut up isn’t being anti-‘Do Something Twitter’.
It’s being pro Do Nothing Government. It is literally working against our own interests.