Here’s how Buster rolls

I want to work on my computer programming class and I can’t quite get the relative URL to work so I’m going to put the photos here to see if I can make it work.

Picture of Buster as puppySo below is a photo of Buster as an old guy and to the right, Buster as a puppy.  Can’t have too many photos of him, right?

Buster as an older dog.


An inspiration and a challenge

I watched President Obama’s speech at the memorial service and I cried. For the parents of Christina. For everyone who was killed. It might have struck home more because of the violence in Omaha. What touched me most deeply is when Obama spoke of how death of a loved one makes us look backward and forward.

Obama said: “So sudden loss causes us to look backward -– but it also forces us to look forward; to reflect on the present and the future, on the manner in which we live our lives and nurture our relationships with those who are still with us.

We may ask ourselves if we’ve shown enough kindness and generosity and compassion to the people in our lives. Perhaps we question whether we’re doing right by our children, or our community, whether our priorities are in order.

We recognize our own mortality, and we are reminded that in the fleeting time we have on this Earth, what matters is not wealth, or status, or power, or fame -– but rather, how well we have loved– and what small part we have played in making the lives of other people better.

I want to be reminded of this every day.


It’s snowing!

I know it’s goofy, but I love when WordPress turns on the snow for the blogs during the holidays. So, thanks, WordPress.

From the other side of the classroom

I’m taking a class this semester, something I try to do every so often to learn a new aspect of journalism or design or, in this case, computer programming. The very basics of computer programming in Computers and Scientific Thinking.

I love taking classes because I love learning new things. My head actually hurt today when I was trying to wrap my mind around the speed of a computer processing chip.

Being a student has an added advantage in that I think it will make me a better professor. It’s good to take a seat in the student section and see what it’s like. I’m lucky to have a prof like Dr. Dave Reed. He is organized, knowledgeable, enthusiastic and funny.

I’ve found that having to do homework, study, pay attention in class and worry about tests makes me look at how I teach in a different way.  I know it will help make me a better professor.

How am I as a student? I’m engaged, talkative (there could be eye-rolling from some in the class as I raise my hand and comment on almost everything…), but I tend to be late (ouch… I really frown on that in my class).

Lesson learned.

It’s all in the family

My weekend was spent at a family reunion at my mom’s family’s cabin on a small lake right outside Kansas City. My sister Karen got the ball rolling for the reunion, which had been a relatively common event until seven years ago. Everyone got busy and it became difficult, if not impossible, to find a weekend that would work for the four siblings in my family and the six siblings and their kids who make up my cousins.

Some family business got us  all communicating this year.  Karen and I decided to just pick a date and meet up with whomever could make it. We had a terrific turnout with almost everyone able to make it on Saturday or Sunday. And, true to form in a big family, we had a medical emergency (hope Maggie is doing well without her appendix!), assorted football and soccer games and the dreaded homework — in short, life, that kept some away.

It’s fitting to write this post today because it’s my Mom’s birthday. She and her brother Barney spent time at the cabin while they were growing up, just as we did. I know she and Uncle Barney are smiling because all of us got together to share stories and laughter and great food. We exclaimed at how grown-up the little ones are, said prayers of thanksgiving and hope for a brother-in-law fighting cancer and laughed.

Thanks to Karen for arranging the date and Alisa for arranging everything else.

Lauren, the daughter of my cousin, Alisa, and me eating barbecue on Saturday.

Everyone gathered for a group photo on Sunday.