On anniversary of Navy Yard shooting, loss of expert shipbuilder still echoes at sea
The lasting toll of Aaron Alexis’s rampage is reflected in the Navy’s struggle to finish its newest warship.
Thinking of all the Navy Yard shooting victims and their families today, but especially Chris who I met last year just prior to the shooting. Chris lost his Dad, Michael, who is featured in this article.
I went into work late this morning since I’m working late today and ran 4 reflective miles this morning.
9/11 is always an emotional day for me.
I’m wearing my I <3 NY shirt today under my jacket.
I will be teaching college freshmen this afternoon who were 5 years old back in 2001.
How can 13 years go by and feel like a flash?
When did I get so old?
9-11-01
I was 18 and 3 weeks into my freshman year of college.
I was born and bred New Yorker.
I was majoring broadcast journalism.
I truly experienced an instant loss of innocence watching those towers fall in my tiny dorm room tv.
I now live less than 5 miles from the Pentagon.
I’ve read the names and dates on each of the benches at the hauntingly beautiful Pentagon Memorial.
Not a day goes by when I don’t remember that two cities I love were dramatically changes on many level by the events of that day.
My thoughts are with the family and friends of all those who were lost or injured that day.
And I have immense gratitude toward our first responders who are heroic, brave, and selfless every single day.
Why are there so many tattoos now? Some of it is clearly a statement of individuality, or a love of art, symbol and story. But those of us who wonder should remember that while a few are tattooed for shock value, many are just using their bodies to tell us stories, to share emotions. They’re wearing their pain, their loss, their hopes, their values, their dreams and fantasies
This will be my 7th…wow 7th Father’s day without my Dad.
After years of having a standing work commitment on Father’s Day it was great that I got to spend his last two Father’s days with him.
Love you Daddy and miss you always.
I had a friend confide in me this weekend that she wasn’t happy with the direction her life is going and more so the relationship she is in, which was NEWS to me. Not everything is as it appears. Making yourself happy is the ultimate goal in life. Define your own happy life, not the life society “prescribes” to you. I told my friend she need to not be scared to lead the life she wants and make the changes she wants in life.
Today would have been my Dad’s 65th birthday had he not died following his gastric bypass surgery due to the hospital’s negligence almost 7 years ago.
I still have lots of anger, but mostly sadness, love, and a forever void.
I was flying high the last 2 weeks and now this week is giving me whiplash.
So much so that I found myself almost posting Creed lyrics on twitter. CREED you guys. It’s bad.
For the record it was a line from “one last breath.”
Also for the record this is not a cry for help.
I just REALLY like being emo. Like REALLY. It’s one of my deep dark secrets. You should have seen my away messages on AIM back in college during the early 2000s.
Whenever I pass a large quantity of flowers the first thing that registers is the smell and it reminds me of being at my dad’s funeral #realtalk