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Friday, August 3, 2012

Impressions

Every day we have the opportunity to touch people that we come across in our lives.  Some of these people are in our lives on a daily basis, some we see every now and again while others we may meet once never to see them a second time.

No matter what category these people fall into, we’ve all been given the chance to touch those people and make a difference in their lives.  We’ve also been given the gift of free will so how we decide to affect others is truly our choice.  Rest assured, no matter who we come in contact with, we will make an impression one way or the other – it’s up to us whether that impression is positive or negative.

Prior to a recent trip, I got my shoes shined up nice and spiffy at the airport.  The gentleman’s name that shines shoes at Piedmont Triad International Airport in Greensboro, North Carolina is Horace and if you’ve ever flown out of the US Airways terminal at PTI, I’d put down a pretty good wager that you know who I’m talking about. 

Horace makes an hour and a half commute each day to run his business and help support his family.  He is a great person, does a great job with his work and consistently tells me how blessed he feels that I have become a part of his life - whether I get my shoes shined or not.

I can count on one hand how many times Horace has shined my shoes.  The fact of the matter is that I’m the one who is blessed to have him in my life.

I’m blessed because Horace has a certain way of putting things in perspective.  It is so easy to get caught up in what we have to do the next week, the next day, the next hour that we forget to smile.  From personal experience, I can tell you that Horace doesn’t forget to smile. 

As important as it is to do our best to make a positive impression in lives of other people, no matter how long we may know them, it is just as important to realize the times that people have the same effect on us.  Maybe even more importantly, we need to take the time to be grateful for those encounters.

Horace has taught me a lot in the short time that I’ve known him and I believe we can all learn a few things from him.

-          No matter how many miles you’ve gone in your shoes, there is always room for an extra one
-          It doesn’t matter what you do, as long as you do what you can to put your best foot forward
-          Strive to learn something about those that you meet because you may just learn something about yourself
-          Never forget to smile when you talk to people because smiling always brightens someone’s day

If you are ever flying out of PTI in Greensboro and you need your shoes shined, I know the perfect guy for the job. 

You’ll come to find that as great a job as Horace does shining your shoes he’ll do an even better job at shining your soul.

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Silver Linings


It’s the Fourth of July weekend and most people seem to have their own ideas as to what that means.  Between Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn and every other social network out there that connects people, everyone has their own opinion. 

And that’s a good thing because that’s what makes our country great.

It’s been quite obvious lately that our country has had its own set of issues.  Between the housing market, the stock market, the health care market and the local market downtown, there are people that are not happy.  At the same time, that’s not necessarily bad.

It’s not bad because we have the freedom to make that decision whereas many places in this world don’t get the choice to decide what is best for them.  Unfortunately, as a country, we’ve been focusing on the negatives instead of the silver lining. 

I think it’s about time to find the silver lining and make it happen – one person, one hammer and one nail at a time.

Two weeks ago, there were a group of high school kids that went to Cincinnati from my church.  They went there to help make home repairs for those that otherwise wouldn’t be able to do so.  Some teens also had the opportunity to spend time with disadvantaged youth.  By the end of the week, people’s lives were changed for the better.  Talk about a hammer and nail at a time!  That just doesn’t happen in many other places in this world. 

With all that being said, I bring you a brand new (and probably long overdue) Tidbits from T-Bonz why it’s great to be an American on the Fourth of July.


For Americans, we have the right to express our opinions on various social media networks about our likes and dislikes.  Personally, I think it’s about time we focus on the positive.
Our freedom of religion allows us to go to church anytime we want, anywhere we want and pray to Almighty God in any way we want.
Under our Constitution, we can purchase any type of vehicle.  Whether you have a Chevrolet or not, the new tune is catchy…  Hot Dogs, Baseball, Apple Pie and Chevrolet… (You are lying if you aren’t singing it RIGHT NOW).
Ryan believes that in this country, we all have the opportunity to make today a better day than yesterday.  Even if you just smile at someone you don’t know.  Scientifically, it actually takes more facial muscles to smile than frown contrary to popular belief.  The silver lining – it’s a better workout and who doesn’t want to get healthier?
Thanks.  We can and should give thanks to all of those that have defended our freedom.  Past, Present and Future.
 Heroes give us the ability to enjoy Baseball, Beer and Barbeque on the Fourth of July.

A smile, a positive comment to someone, a good post is all it takes.  One person at a time and we can grab that silver lining.

And there’s No Bonz About That.

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Teachers


My favorite teacher retired recently from the profession that he loved. 

Having grown up in a house where education was of utmost importance - in fact it was what kept the house I grew up in paid for - I have great admiration and respect for all teachers.  That being said, I can count (thanks to teachers) on one hand the special ones that have touched me on a deeper level.  The truth is, we all have those kinds of teachers.

For me, there was Mrs. Ramsey in first grade that helped open up my love for writing.  She helped me enter a school wide story contest where I won my first (and probably last) writing award.  I couldn’t forget Mrs. Kehler, one of my high school teachers who helped me discover what it meant personally to be a leader.  However, this piece isn’t necessarily about them.

The teacher I’m referring to taught me educational skills, but more importantly lifetime skills.  I’ve learned from him what working hard, hustling, getting dirty when necessary, taking responsibility for my actions both good and bad, and always giving my best really means.  He’s taught these things not only to me but to probably thousands of others throughout his career.

I’ve just been blessed enough to have him in my life every day.

At first glance, an outsider looking in could see his teaching methods as unconventional.  While books are used, his primary teaching tools have always been wood, leather and dirt.  He’s taken people time and again, rubbed them the right way with the result shining like a diamond, many times shining on the diamond as well. 

This teacher has never wanted nor asked for any accolades or spotlight on him, although it is well-deserved.  Instead, he would always make it about his students, a true sign of a great teacher.

My favorite teacher has always been proud of the ability of his students on the field, but has always been more concerned how his players have conducted themselves and the legacy they have created off the field.

After 42 years in the game, my favorite teacher has retired from the profession he loves.  I could not be happier for him.  He’s taught me and countless others so much about the game of life through the game of baseball.

Dad – I love you and thanks for everything.  I couldn’t be more proud to be your son.


Me, Dad, Mom and Kyle in Baltimore a few years ago