Breaking News: King calls Newsday a Liar

Its all over town today, this Hillary II thing.

Today the four letter word has been across town more than I have.
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Daily Intel reports "Peter King Calls Newsday a Liar."

Gosh, its just a seat.

Even the Hudson Valley is dancing in the melee. See Times Herald Record.

Daily Intel has the Postscript to Whose Side Are You On?

Daily Intel reports that the 'Hillary II or Q' jazz burning up trees and bandwidth (spelled mountaintop removal) in New York City, as of late, was all merely a matter of different reporting styles in
"Reports: Paterson Either an Equivocator or a Liar".Image by Getty Images via Daylife

Uh...let them be the first to say that.


And to think this beehive was nothing more than a media mirage.

Well, thanks for setting me straight, because I thought it was just a matter of making sure we have one elected official over there in upstate New York.

Because we've got nothing better to do--Dallas Move over

New York's got a tale to spin.

New York, New York, yes we have a tale that Blogjevich Doe can't even toe in Chicago.

Oh come on you knew it had to be. Washington, D.C. usurp New York or even Chicago? Never.

No we had all kinds of breakfasts, lunches and dinners going on. Whispering. Shouting.

Which side are you on? Or was it about that? Image via Wikipedia

Paterson it was hard to tell until the end, he kept faith with what would keep faith with him.

Bloomberg, now some say he was backing Kennedy hard. Yet he did not do so up front, in whole. Never an utterance that he was exactly for her. Maybe because there were no guns mentioned. This new senator, HillaryII, knows and the whole town knows that the Mayor was definitely not for her guns.

Cuomo, oh come on, he wasn't in the running and he wasn't running. It wasn't the time. Just like the McCall race, it wasn't time. He would have to be for Kennedy, right? I mean, she is his children's second cousin.

Why was Kerry so insistent that Caroline carry the mantle. Why didn't Kerry carry it? She too has great credentials, inheritance, more voce and fire about human rights, no, unbridled passion for it and she's not afraid of scandal. Why I think she's put a smile on every New York woman's face with what she has done so far. Why not Kerry?
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Now its clear that Hillary I and Chuck Schumer were backing HillaryII. And its clear now, that Hillary I was in charge. Hillary I was going to decide who Hillary II would be, and it was not going to be a Kennedy, at least not during her two years.

The amusing part of this tale of high drama that our politicians carried out before us, their constituents, is that Hillary II actually fits the people of New York City better than anyone could have ever believed. I think she and Mr. Bloomberg or whoever the next mayor is going to be, will come around, they'll have their peace.

If Caroline had really wanted the position she would have been herself. She wasn't filling her shoes, she was (or her hired experts were) trying to fill Hillary's. That cannot be because Caroline is unique from Hillary. I don't believe for one minute that anyone thought that Caroline had any dirty laundry, just imagining who said that takes you to the core of this drama, to Miss Communication.

Who knows, perhaps Caroline or some other Kennedy will run in two years and maybe we'll vote for them. I hope they will. I think Kerry would make a good Senator. I think by then they'll be in their own skin.

Forbes and Wonkette Take New York City Down a Notch in Word Only

Forbes' Most Wired Cities

1. Seattle
2. Atlanta (last year's winner)
3. Washington, D.C.
4. Orlando
5. Boston.

Forbes toasted D.C. as the "wired city to watch," because someone on the new team totes a BlackBerry.

Most Serious City, New York City not

"[D.C.], Like New York, Except its Actually Serious.--Wonkette

Meanwhile on January 21, 2009, New York City launched a state-of-the-art serious, wireless, $1.8 million Tourist Information Center in midtown Manhattan north of Times Square [here]. New York City teamed up with Google, Travelocity and Time Out New York to launch the center and nycgo.com, a New York City tourist portal.

Explore New York City with Google -- from your home, phone, and in person

Their Math Got It Right: Guiness Record Breakers: Solarz and Ferissi at 22:52

ABC Local News

UPDATE: Just got word from Chris Solarz. “We finished in 22:52, and I even had time to take in my favorite magazine.”--TimeOut, The Tony Blog

How Reliable is a Blackberry on NYC Subway? Has anyone seen Matt and Chris?

Techcrunch reported November 2008 that iPhone was twice as reliable as RIM Blackberry. here

“The great thing about this is that there is no one solution, we just try to converge the absolutely optimal choices.”--Matt Ferrisi, an 'Ultimate Rider'

The "Ultimate Riders" had 299 subways under their belt at 3:15a.m. on Friday morning and considered that a strong pace. According to ABCnews.com/7online the two who would outdo current "Book of World Records shortest time title of the NYC Subway Challenge", Chris Solzarz and Matt Ferrisi, had 194 stations to go. At that point in time their blackberry was dying (not good news for blackberry).

The two were expected to finish at 11:30 on Friday morning and return back to work.

7online com pictorial: here

I emailed them hours ago and there was no answer.

Did Will Math Break the Record?

Will Math Break the Record?

Matt Ferrisi and Chris Solarz are well on their way on a bold attempt to break the "Book of World Records shortest time title of the NYC Subway Challenge" currently held by Bill Amarosa, Michael Boyle, Brian Brockmeyer, Stefan Karpinski, Jason Laska and Andrew Weir.

Matt and Chris left Far Rockaway-Mott Avenue station at 1:30pm today, Thursday. They have 468 stations to cover in 22 hours to break the record. Their Destination stop is Rockaway Parkway Canarsie station in Brooklyn at 11:30am Friday.

"The pair say they have spent six months developing software to analyze trillions of possible combinations of routes through all 468 stations at every minute of the day."--abc7online

The group of six who are current holders of the record since 2006 started their planning back in high school (10 years before their challenge).

"The inspiration for this record attempt began over ten years ago, when the six team members – "Bill Amarosa, Michael Boyle, Brian Brockmeyer, Stefan Karpinski, Jason Laska and Andrew Weir – were classmates at Regis High School in New York City."--2006 Rapid Transit Challenge

" Start: Thursday, December 28, 2006 at 3:43:06 PM ET at the Rockaway Park station in Queens
Finish: Friday, December 29, 2006 at 4:37:09 PM ET at the 241 Street station in The Bronx
New Record Time: 24 hours, 54 minutes, 3 seconds
Shattered Old Record by: 1 hour, 27 minutes, 5 seconds - previous record: 26:21:08
Time for Guinness to confirm our record: 151 days - Guinness received our documentation on February 1, 2007 and our record was not certified until July 2, 2007 "--Rapid Transit Challenge

MTA Hearings like Subways, Overcrowded with Long Delays

Red Wing Shoe Throw Attempt at MTA Board meeting--"“You can say anything you want,” Mr. Morange said. “Just don’t throw your shoes.”

Only 5 more MTA hearings to be held, Will You Be There?

Tribes need their lines

Rushing through President Obama's inauguration speech, hmm, has the government ever done anything for me but take away my brothers? Why can't we just say don't expect anything from the government. Its just something that gets in the way of me having a good time. I don't expect anything. Volunteer and work? I've known these things well for over 45 years and that knowledge has nothing to do with government. Such knowledge comes from the heart, its something that can't be dictated or rewarded by anyone other than the doer. Opportunities to volunteer and work need not be manufactured; they are right in front of our eyes, eyes that are often blinded by the grander scale.

Please remember that hatred for the races goes both ways. Don't I know it. I've been living in the ghetto for over six years and look at that hopeless invite I received from City Hall for the inauguration. I would say the writer of the invites and the people in the ghetto are not tribes, they have no lines.

I chose, not knowing it, to work in a race quota driven market rather than sink every living hour in giving away my ideas to empower hmm evil. My brother-in-law said to me the other day, don't you think that was a strategic blunder? Not really I replied. I came into a lot of wealth that no stock market will ever take away from me. I experienced true prejudice because I was white. Vikingbro experienced the same in junior and high school; he was involuntarily bused to an all black school. Just remember it goes both ways, all the time, all over the world. Its not dissolved lines that makes it work, its knowing who you are and there you are.

The words that caught my eye in President Obama's Inauguration speech though, oh so sharply, made me pause,

"that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve."

I am sure there is a more hopeful and genuine way to talk about tribes in the next eight years.

Download Seth Godin's free book on Tribes from Audible and you'll understand that Tribes need their lines, that's what makes people tick, its their soul.

Mr. Godin says in "Are You in the Tribe?":

"People form tribes with or without us. The challenge is to work for the tribe and make it something even better."

original photo by menard and elise miller © 2006 pastemagazine creation © 2009

Cultivating Hope; Eat the View

Top 4 (in a list of firsts for Obama) speak Volumes about Hope for Obama Economy

List of Firsts for Obama

1. Inauguration to top George Bush $42.5 million and President Bill Clinton $33 million inauguration, the inauguration is estimated to reach between $40-$45 million. All figures exclude the cost of federally covered security.

As of today, January 19, 2009, $41 million has been raised by PIC2009, the Obama Inauguration Committee. PIC represents another first by Obama, a social networking site for the Inauguration Committee's activities. They'll also host the Inauguration starting 11:30am, January 20, 2009.

2. Attempt at Inauguration Committee fundraising transparency. See Donors to the Presidential Inaugural Committee.

3. First to best Britney Economy (at least in DC this weekend) (see Public Space). Most successful and prolific product placement and exclusive right s package for Inauguration (over $5 million)(extending accessibility to those who afford HBO or internet (HBO.com Inauguration live, “We Are One.”) See also “Inaugural Panel Sells Exclusive Rights". Trademark filings for Obama Products. Balls for Causes and Dresses for Less.

4. Most prolific political fundraiser in American history (more than $600 million)

5. Majority of the popular vote since Jimmy Carter in 1976

6. Received more white votes than any Democrat since Carter

7. The largest majority of women, independents, moderates, African-Americans, Hispanics and young voters by any Democrat since Lyndon B. Johnson in 1964

8. Senator since John F. Kennedy to become president

9. President from Illinois since Lincoln and Ulysses Grant

10. President born in Hawaii

Inauguration? sure I was invited....

The moment I received my City Hall invitation to the inauguration I responded positively. Then a few weeks later I received a mass mailing to the African American, Latino and Hispanic community requesting that I confirm attendance. I confirmed. I received another email requesting my full name.

Hope is belief without knowledge; training is "the acquisition of knowledge, skills, and competencies."

16 years of mess and the people coming in are veterans of the mess; we need training.

original photo by menard and elise miller © 2006 pastemagazine creation © 2009

Don't you have to know the cause before you can have a cure?

It always dumbfounded me when my Dad's various doctors just dragged him through drugs that had nothing to do with his disease. They caused other diseases. They never bothered to find out the cause and they admitted they had no cure. I mean what were they doing?

My Dad did not wear shoes in his informal childhood pictures. He live in the small town with oil rigs and in pictures there is green in the soil. Where was Erin Brokovich when they needed her? [Energy and Water: Wealth Redistribution or a Deadly Combination for Upstate New York and New York City?] This barefootness was a trend in Rural Texas in the '30s and '40s. Many people just didn't have shoes to wear in the southern part of the United States during these decades. My Dad's father would walk barefoot miles to school and then put his only pair of shoes on. His father had been properous owning and managing a log camp in Washington State. He had bought land in Texas site unseen. The land turned out to be swamp and mostly uninhabitable. Most of the money was then gone; they had a "fresh start" in Texas.

During the Great Depression "Farming and rural areas suffered as crop prices fell by roughly 60 percent."--wiki, Great Depression

In 1939, Paul Müller discovered that DDT was a very effective insecticide. It quickly became the most widely-used pesticide in the world.--wiki, Pesticides

"At the American Chemical Society meeting in San Francisco last week, researchers presented new findings that link Parkinson's to exposure to the pesticides dieldrin and DDT. The federal government banned the toxins in the 1970s, but low levels still linger in the soil, says lead researcher Gary Miller of Emory University in Atlanta. Miller's research focused on how exposure to the pesticides from years ago affected the later development of Parkinson's.

"If you're exposed to a pesticide like dieldrin, you might be diagnosed (with Parkinson's) at age 70 instead of at 80," Miller says."--"Pesticides linked to Parkinsons"

My Dad, a member of the American Chemical Society, worked for 40 years as the chief chemist in a plastics chemical lab.

"Researchers identified nine jobs within the study group that accounted for more than 91 percent of the hydrocarbon solvent exposure. The most common occupations of those exposed were petroleum, plastic and rubber workers. Others found to have frequent hydrocarbon exposure were painters, engine mechanics and lithographers."--"Solvents Link"

His Mom, Inez Ehler Miller, ran a printing press and was the owner and editor of two magazines, "Southern Artist" and "Texas Artist." She passed away after a 20-year struggle with Alzheimer's.

My grandmom, my Dad, didn't even know about the disease's grip until it had hit them. My Dad's father's mother had the shakes, she lived until 92. They had had pretty heavy exposure to the chemicals that caused their disease. They were passionate about their work.

Did they suffer with their bodies? Truly. Still, it was a body, a body whose molecules are constantly changing. A fact that has more to do with a cure than any biotech or scientific discovery. If the molecules are constantly changing, in their case they were replicating over and over, their molecules had a memory. Why were these molecules remembering the disease?

I remember a few years back I was diagnosed with Shingles. I was not asked if I had ever had chicken pox. I had never had chicken pox. Apparently if you have had chicken pox the cells linger in the nerves of your body when later in life, under great stress, they are activated again and the disease is called Shingles.

I had been under a great deal of stress at the time. I was taking my only showers in a yoga studio. The studio had lent out my mat to someone without asking me. Those were the only clues to my disease. Still two different doctors prescribed harmful medicines knowing that the disease was full blown and their medicines would have no effect. I could not afford the steroids, prescribed by Dr #1 so the $250 prescription was ignored and the sulfates prescribed by Dr. #2 made me absolutely sick, though they were free from the City hospital. It took me six months to be completely over the disease which was alot like leprosy. Yes there was no cure without a cause. Did I suffer? Yeah. I only went to the ER to ask them if detergent in my clothes might cause my skin to burn, they charged me $800 for that question and the 5 minutes they used to figure out their prescription for the disease.

" Think of an experience from your childhood. Something you remember clearly, something you can see, feel, maybe even smell, as if you were really there. After all, you really were there at the time, weren't you? How else would you remember it?

But here is the bombshell: you weren't there. Not a single atom that is your body today was there when that event took place....Matter flows from place to place and momentarily comes together to be you. Whatever you are, therefore, you are not the stuff of which you are made. If that doesn't make the hair stand at the back of you neck, read it again until it does, because it is important."

--Steve Grand, author of Creation: Life and How to Make It

What's Good for Karma, Good for Bad Karma Bank?

The #1 Way to Change your Karma for the better is to Smile at a stranger.

I did ask if your bank has stolen at least $60,000 from every stranger you pass from the red carpet to your gas guzzling limo and the government has heisted an additional $60,000 from each of those strangers on your behalf... are your victims still strangers to you?

And what of the victims of this aberration.

It is said that they are to receive spiritual aspiration.

The victim who worked for 40 years and their fund already halved by the sale of the company (loss $150,000) and yet again halved in this collapse (loss $35,000); imagine working for 40 years and your pension is $35,000. [my Dad]

The person who invested in the government folly called 401k/Ira placed $10,000 in their account 20 years ago. The money earned has been reduced once again, to $7,000 in this collapse, $60,000 in the other collapses. Clearly their lot has been one of a roller coaster ride, yet they had no expectations and conservative investments that remained unchanged for the entire ride. [me]

The victim who faithfully put their 401K/IRA money in each month in the safe, money market CD has lost half of the money they put in for the last 6 years. [geekboy]

Was the victim greedy? Surely even with taxation and inflation their accounts would have reaped more in a bank account during these years.

Was the victim too materialistic expecting more than they reaped? Doesn't sound like it.

I searched the web over and really did not come to any spiritual conclusion other than a fresh start; a start that tunes out government and bad karma banks and all those involved in bailout schemes and tunes in to you, who you are spiritually and otherwise, you are the only source where true wealth is.

Oh well, it sure was fun making fun of Bad Karma Bank, but hey, I've got better use for my energies. As far as I am concerned the game is over.

See further news on Bad Karma Bank from Daily Intel ('cause they got the picture): The Greatest Depression: Vikram Pandit Remained Cheerful As ‘All Hell Was Breaking Loose’ at Citigroup."

Bad Karma Bank Overcomes Him

The Tracks that Bad Karma Bank left

After the Pity Parties for Billionaire Joes

The Joy of Dad

Joy is the trendiest word in the Bible; its the Bible's most popular word.

Joy means salvation, once achieved it cannot be taken away from you.

If you have shoes, wear them...

I was doing some massive photo and writings projects over the past week. One thing struck me throughout, my Dad was not wearing shoes as a youth.

My younger brother, Vikingbro, Ben's father, has cancer. The cause, not wearing shoes; the cancer starts from the soles of his feet. In Ben's Memoriam to my Dad (Here ), he speaks of his dad: 'he works every day.'

My Dad suffered from Parkinsons Disease for a very long time until he passed on two Sundays ago.

Both my Dad and brother ran and played barefoot as children in lawns that were fertilized. Pesticides and herbicides used in lawns during their childhood days are known to cause cancer and Parkinsons disease.

So, if you or your little ones have shoes wear them. . .

1,000 people in Indianapolis will be given new shoes and socks as part of the National Day of Service on Martin Luther King Day, Monday, January 19th.

--donate to Samaritan's Feet

If you don't have shoes well... maybe someone will drop a pair of Toms shoes on over to you.

In Memoriam to Clifford N. Miller, Jr.

Clifford © 1951

We gave my Dad a fond farewell yesterday, Monday. 18 chairs were set out, all filled with about 20 people standing, all on less than 24 hours notice.

My Dad served the U.S. Army in high school and college ROTC, as a Sergeant in the Occupation (Heidelberg and Bad Tölz in Germany, (1945)), as a second lieutenant in Korea (1953) and in 1955 he received his first lieutenant commission and an offer to be a General's aide. By that time my Dad had four children at the age of 27 years so he chose a job as Chief Chemist in Diamond Alkali's plastics division and stayed with the company through all the restructurings; ending 40 years of service with the lab under the company BF Goodrich.

Due to too short notice to the military, the flag was left folded at Graveside (they need 24 hours notice). My Dad's grave will bear a military marker. He passed away naturally with no extreme measures and he was not embalmed.

A limousine took all but two of his grandchildren and one great grandchild to the graveside. Candi, DJ Good Grief, Ben, Alexander, Andrew, Isaac and Alice. Kiley rode with her grandmother and Matt was unable to attend having just flown back home after a long visit with his grandfather.

After the 15-minute service in my mom's faith, Christian Science (My Dad was a Methodist) at his graveside, his daughter, Elise, began the Memories of Our Dad:

"He had abundant travel with his family, in his work and during his service to his country. He cherished people and his relationships with them. He kept a notebook recording all the people he befriended; from Darst Creek, Jeff Davis, Rice University, Fort Knox, Heidelberg, Bad Tolz, DuPont, University of Houston, Fort Lee, Fort Hood, Korea, Diamond Shamrock, B.F. Goodrich, Central and South America, Canada, Yugoslavia and the neighborhoods of Kingsway, Arendale and Woodhorn in Clear Lake, Texas.

Dad has listed all his trips in notebooks marked Trip and Trip II. These were trips that he served as designated driver, historian, genealogist and child trainer (he kept those tips to himself, they are unlisted). Under Trips II he drove to New York City and San Francisco (Berkeley) to visit me. Sarah, Kathy and Mom joined him on the West Coast trip and the East Coast trip was minus Kathy. In 1970 Dad took us all to New Orleans. In 1972 he was in Mexico City, Guatemala, Panama, Caracas, Rio de Janeiro, Sao Paulo, Lima, Quito, Cali and Miami on business. In 1973 he drove the family to Nashville, Tennessee. Somewhere in between is a business stint for six months in the Canadian Rockies. Ask Sarah and Mom. In 1981 Sarah and Mom joined Dad on another long term assignment in Yugoslavia and then at its end travelled through Europe on the Orient Express.

In these notebooks he tells us he used 500 gallons to drive us to the 1968 San Antonio Hemisfair. In our 1963 trip to Austin, TX he lists Kathy 12, Cliff 11, Elise 10 and Will 7. Sarah was to arrive two years later.

My Dad wrote an 8-page memo regarding his trip to Yugoslavia on May 4, 1982. He describes the sidewalk parking in Yugoslavia, "Usually, it suffices to put two wheels on the sidewalk, although there were many instances of four wheel parking. Consequences of this practice were that the poor pedestrians had to be alert both on and off the street, and the sidewalks developed potholes. We all hoped that on our return to the USA we would be able to break the habit of sidewalk parking."

My Dad helped animals in distress. He was a great pet owner. He loved to garden and was a faithful green thumb.

He loved his Texas college teams throughout their years of losses. This past week my Dad was able to hear about University of Houston's first in 24 years; about Rice's first bowl game in 34 years, first bowl win in 55 years and first 10 game wins in the season in 59 years. I read from Houston Chronicle Richard Justice's sports column, "Forget everything you thought about football at Rice, here's to fresh starts." Dad smiled.

Dad's sister, Juanita, read her article on her brother, Clifford Junior:

"My name is Juanita, and I am Clifford Junior's sister. There is a sign on Interstate 10 between Luling and Kingsbury that reads Darst Field. In the 1930's when we were growing up there it was known as Darst Creek. It was in that oilfield community that my brother and I experienced the most unique and wonderful of childhoods. We both agreed on that.

In those long ago days as we explored the forest behind our home and rode bicycles for miles on end with untrammeled freedom, Junior became my childhood hero. He was adored by his parents, hailed as extra super smart by his teachers, had a large number of admiring friends and there I was, underfoot, joining the crowd who thought he was "The Best."

I am grateful for having such a brother who was a good example for me in so many ways. I recall that he taught me to play chess and after loss after loss to him, I bitterly complained. "You taught me to play chess, but not how to win." His reply was, "I taught you how to play, you've got to figure out how to win on your own." I think Mama and Daddy taught Junior how to play the game of life, but he learned to win on his own. From my vantage point, I always saw him as a winner. Goodbye, childhood hero! I'll see you later. ---Nita"

The next person to read was my nephew, Ben, Texas A&M. Ben's memoriam is on his facebook page soon. Here

"Abraham Lincoln once stated that, “in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count… It’s the life in your years”. This quotation rings as true as church bells in reference to the life of my grandfather. He was a wonderful and intelligent man, a true hero in my life."

My brother, Cliff, then spoke about my Dad's pursuit of absolute perfection and how hard it was on the helping hands, him; but in the end, you know what, that was a beautiful fence.

My brother Cliff's friend spoke about his own father and his wife's father's struggle with Parkinsons Disease and the Disease itself. He said be greatful for the time you have here, every moment.

My Dad died in a coma from internal bleeding from a fall and the rapid decline from Parkinsons Disease. His body functions were not able to accept material nourishment or fluids. He had a very strong heart. Outside of Parkinson's Disease the doctors said he was as strong as a horse. My Dad was given nurses for hospice care until the last 4 days. Medicare would not pay for nurses if there were no critical signs. I tried to move and interfere with him sparingly, only if it was necessary. I would tell my Dad afterwards, sorry Dad we're really no good at this, we try though, we do our best to spare you pain, to keep you comfortable. He sort of grinned though I know he was in pain. I was the nurse those last few days because I was there. The patient was not demanding, critical; he was an angel, a beautiful reflection of God, patient and a soldier through all this. He passed away in peace. God Bless Dad. I am left whole, I am at peace.

My Dad Passed Away a Couple of Hours ago to his Great Adventure

My Dad passed away in peace. The experience did not prove the drama people had foretold. My Dad's passing was fluid, peaceful with an angelic smile; on to another great adventure for you, Dad.

From the beginning I told my Dad all your papers are safe. You have no worries for us. Tom Stoppard wrote every exit is an entrance. I know we are taking these exits all the time. We have lots of darknesses and then light, beauty. The process is continuous.

I never thought that a body can hold a soul back. My Dad's body was strong. He went about nine days with no food or water; proving that one can be fed merely with pure thoughts and warm memories. For my Dad to have his wish for a natural passing no extreme measures would be used to keep his form, his body.

My Dad was in hospice care and all his critical signs of life had passed. I was told upon arrival that my Dad was waiting for me and it was odd to have this life combination. A nurse patted me on the back once and said 'he's not coming back.' I told him "not to worry, he's not being asked to. We are learning something here."

My Dad has a very strong heart and could discern that we still needed to learn some things that we most likely would not have if he had just merely passed on once the physical instructions were released.

I was so fortunate to have six Days with my Dad celebrating Life as we both still knew it. In coma state a person can hear and they have some peripheral vision. Sometimes I cracked my Dad up. I played Yo-Yo Ma's Peace and Joy for him and when after the serious yet joyful music had passed there was a song about how cute you are. My Dad had a goofey grin on his face. He showed me a full range of his emotions and it helped me understand his life and my life and how God is Life with no beginning and no ending.

This morning I was at his bedside with my baby sister. I was able to read him the sports page, the Psalms, my sister played mama mia and we read some of Eckard Tolle's words about form and our attachments to it.

I have learned so much about my life this week; things I needed to learn.

We are connected, not attached, with my Dad, its a different grief.

I clearly see the communication plan now; I now have a 1st connection on the higher level and I'll take that form of social networking any day.

Thank you Dad and God Bless!