Stretching. Gym in the apartment. NK Body Philosophy.
Walking. Germantown.
Mychal – Black 47
One Morning In Bar Harbour – Eric Bogle
Into The Fire – Bruce Springsteen
Believe – Yellowcard
Rules – Wu-Tang Clan
Hole In the Sky – Juliana Hatfield
Our Town – Linda Bonadies
I Can’t See New York – Tori Amos
My Last Breath – Evanescence
Heroes – David Bowie
Out of Our Heads – Sheryl Crow
The Proud – Talib Kweli Quality
The Bravest – Tom Paxton
I Heard an Owl – Carrie Newcomer
Akai Inochi (Featuring Erykah Badu) – MISIA
Tuesday – Five for Fighting
Welcome To the Rock – Come From Away
38 Planes – Come From Away
On That Day – Leonard Cohen
Manifiesto – Victor Jara Manifiesto
Venceremos – Ventiscka
Compañero Presidente – Angel Parra
11 September 2020
Filed under Current Events, Louisville, Music, playlist
Purple flowers, guest collection #139
Manoa Valley, Hawai’i
photo by Janie Lynn Brown
10 September 2020
Stretching. Gym in the Apartment. NK Body Philosophy.
Not A Second Time 2:08 The Beatles
Kind & Generous 4:08 Natalie Merchant
The Rock – Harry Chapin
Soothe Me – Sam & Dave
Bend Down Low – Carlos Jones and the PLUS Band
The Ballad Of Ned Devine/The Witches Reel – Shaun Davey
미행 (그림자; Shadow) – f(x)
Freedom Train – Sweet Honey In The Rock
Real Real – Nina Simone
Operator (Thats Not The Way It Feels) – Jim Croce
Señor (Tales Of Yankee Power) – Willie Nelson & Calexico
Brandy (You’re a Fine Girl) – Looking Glass –
Keep It Precious – Melissa Etheridge –
Go Down, Moses – Paul Robeson
Filed under Exercise, Louisville, Music, playlist
A prayer from Fr. Mychal Judge
Lord, take me where You want me to go;
Let me meet who You want me to meet;
Tell me what You want me to say;
And keep me out of Your way.
FDNY Chaplain
5/11/33 — 9/11/01
Filed under Current Events, New York, Prayer
Purple flowers, guest collection #138
Manoa Valley, Hawai’i
photo by Janie Lynn Brown
I saw Roberto Clemente play … and live
As Major League Baseball celebrated Roberto Clemente Day on Septmber 9, I was moved by the posts honoring this amazing man. Viewing photos, watching videos, sharing posts, memories flooded over me.
A friend shared a post by a baseball fan lamenting never seeing Clemente, the Pittsburgh Pirates’ great right fielder from 1955 until his untimely death in 1972 play. “If there’s one athlete, past or present, that I wish I could have seen play, it would be Roberto Clemente.”
I understand the sentiment. Because I saw Clemente play. And I am forever grateful.
At Forbes Field and at Three Rivers Stadium, I had the privilege to see Roberto Clemente play. On numerous occasions, I saw him play with the skill and grace and passion that few brought to the game. Slashing hits. Unmatched arm. He covered right field like a blanket. He ran the bases with abandon.
But as great a player as he was, Roberto Clemente was an even greater human being. He cared for children, offering clinics in Puerto Rico and Pittsburgh. He advocated for civil rights. He demanded that he be treated justly as he challenged the systemic racism that permeated baseball and society.
Interviewed after he led the Pirates to victory in the 1971 World Series, Roberto Clemente spoke first to his parents – in Spanish. There was not a dry eye in my house. I suspect there was not a dry eye in many places. Tears fell in puddles when Clemente died on a humanitarian mission to aid the people of Nicaragua.
Yes. I saw Roberto Clemente play. More importantly, I saw Roberto Clemente live. And I am better for it.
Filed under Baseball, Current Events, Human Rights, Photo, Pittsburgh Pirates
Purple flowers, guest collection #137
Manoa Valley, Hawai’i
photo by Janie Lynn Brown
