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Immune System
While prednisone is not a stimulant, however, it is making me anxious and odd. I am less tired but I feel as if my brain just does not want to function in the manner in which I would like. However, I am taking it along with another medication to combat the effects of Lichen Planus. I have been dealing with this malady for years and although once in treatment, it is now twice over the ten years this disease has invaded my mouth! Since you can’t see it and I have obligations to myself and others you may not even notice that I am hurting 24/7. The problem with silent illnesses is that you the community assume that I am running on all cylinders and although I try to be the SuperWoman of my body, sometimes I have to admit I need help.
I may be a woman but SuperWoman sometimes leaves and I am left alone to face the pain well not letting on to you…However, it is important to communicate what may be affecting those that are in your group. If we don’t use words of explanation not only will we be misunderstood, we will be left to our inner voices that often are not friendly. However, if those unfriendly thoughts are ours why aren’t we changing the tone of the dialogue.
Ponder on this!
From My Brother Gary via the Pen of Gene Wilder, ru in shlum (Rest in Peace)
A Yiddish Poem – by Gene Wilder
L’Shana Tova
Always looking for new podcasters and or guests!
In July 2018 I had the opportunity to interview the Kingston Trio. Growing up in the 50s, 60s and being a young adult in the 70s their music genre was one I appreciated and the songs they wrote and performed were songs by many of us sang at school, summer camp, and around the bond fires when someone took out their guitar and led us through them. As a younger person, I never thought I would ever have the ability to meet them, let alone talk to them about their music, but now I will for the second time. https://www.spreaker.com/user/10697139/the-kingston-trio-live-7-12-18
For me, success is not counted in money – but the opportunities that I have to connect with special people. https://www.kingstontrio.com/
THE BELL TELEPHONE HOUR — Episode 1 — Aired 10/09/1959 — Pictured: The Kingston Trio: (l-r) Dave Guard, Bob Shane, Nick Reynolds (Photo by NBCU Photo Bank/NBCUniversal via Getty Images via Getty Images)
The original Trio consisted of Dave Guard, Bob Shane, and Nick Reynolds.
Today’s Trio:
Mike Marvin – Taken in as part of the Nick Reynolds family as a teenager, Mike learned his music ropes at the foot of Nick Reynolds, his late “adopted father.”
Tim Gorelangton – was born in Hawaii, just like Bob Shane and Dave Guard. His father was an Air Force pilot and the family lived all over the United States. “Tim’s main goal is to ensure that the group’s music remains true to its original intentions. He’s the Trio’s Chief Musical Director, arranger, and cat wrangler.”
Don Marovich is from Gary, Indiana has had a very successful career in music and notes he was discovered by The Limeliters and was hired to be their tenor, and now is the tenor in the TRIO that makes me smile as the good old days are still here when they perform!
newclevelandradio.net welcomes JFTSOI – this is a joint website!
newclevelandradio.net has welcomed JFTSOI to join our website page. As you may know, newclevelandradio.net is not just podcasting as we are not just Cleveland. We offer a multitude of services including building website designs for YOU at a minimal cost as well as provide maintenance and upkeep to provide awareness to your site. Websites can get Stahl unless they are updated and relevant. JFTSOI has been maintained by us and most recently to assist with expenses of website development and more we have chosen to share the site and now you will see some diversity to the site.
Here are a few of the other sites we have built and are maintaining. If you have any questions or would like a quote on our designs please contact Karen at [email protected]
Darcy Luoma _A Breath of Fresh Air
Please take a moment and check out https://darcyluoma.com/
Darcy was a guest on Matt Jackson’s Podcast BE BOLD/ BE HEARD https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KZogUanjoMs&t=384s
Her words, her story, her journey is worth a listen..
Check out the Art Work of Barbara Rose Brooker
https://newclevelandradio.net/barbara-rose-brooker_art_4u/
It Couldn’t Be Done (THAT IS NOT TRUE!)
Edgar Guest – 1881-1959
My father used to recite this poem to us – he believed the words of Edgar Guest, and so do I. Just look at the accomplishments of Barbara Rose Brooker, she is a published author, as well as a magnificent painter, and at 84 she hopes to be a movie star someday. She rejoices each year as she adds another candle to her cake, proving that IT CAN BE DONE!
Somebody said that it couldn’t be done,
But he with a chuckle replied
That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one
Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
On his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn’t be done, and he did it.
Somebody scoffed: “Oh, you’ll never do that;
At least no one ever has done it”;
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew he’d begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn’t be done, and he did it.
There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing
That “cannot be done,” and you’ll do it.
A Message from Caffe’ Lena where the Music NEVER Dies
We are proud to say that our congresswoman, Elise Stefanik, as well as our senators, Chuck Schumer and Kirstin Gillibrand, were all advocates for the arts bailout. However, Senator Schumer deserves an extra thank you. At the last minute, he removed a significant barrier in the bill so that qualifying venues can have a much better chance of securing meaningful assistance.
This money will preserve the diverse ecosystem of performing arts venues, and will therefore have a lasting impact on the music we will hear for many years to come.
-Sarah
17 years ago today was not just another day –
I am not sure what this is all about
I woke and share a quick breakfast with my husband who had to attend a 3-day conference in Pittsburgh (for work)
The day and the date to celebrate our 1st of two wedding anniversaries on that day was postponed for another time
A 20th anniversary is a milestone but not for us at least on February 3rd.
He traveled to Pittsburgh and I went to work
The day felt as normal as a day could be – in the back of my mind I knew my father was experiencing his last days with us – but each night he would have my mom or his hospice nurse call to say, he would be around yet another day – no goodbyes!
Early in the evening after working and playing single mom, I spoke with mom and dad’s hospice nurse held the phone near my dad’s ear, and helped him talk to me (this would be the last time.)
Before they hung up his nurse (I have since forgotten her name), his guiding angel prepared me that his end was near.
My father had come close to the end of his journey numerous times in my life and bounced back – would this be the same scenario?
I don’t remember the exact time but sometime around 11 or midnight, I got the call …
My mother calmly told me that dad had passed and as I became emotional she told me there was no need, dad was now at peace…
My stoic mom stood tall (even at 4 Ft- 9 Inches high), she organized the events of the next few days getting all of her chickens (three of us) to Detroit and we came from East, West, and South!
After my mother’s phone call I remember looking at the clock and noting my POPs died on my 20th Wedding Anniversary
If he (or GOD) chose this day it could not be more perfect – because I know my father loved me with his whole heart
I was not a perfect daughter but I was his and along with my two brothers and my mom, his D’Vasha, he was the happiest richest man in the world.
I speak of him regularly and I speak to him through my heart –
A little aside – on February 4, 2004, all his children were gathered together sleeping in his apartment palace.
Mom and Dad Forever
Although not enough beds and private rooms for us we took up spaces on air mattresses, chairs, and found some personal real estate to lay down to sleep. When all the lights turned off my brother Joel yelled out good-night John Boy, and we all responded, calling out each other names giggling through it all.
On the first night of Shiva, just as we were gathered for evening prayers, the lights went out for a second or two and then flickered back on. A calm, as well as a giddiness, swept over all who stood in my mother’s small livingroom – we knew Jay Harmon Moss was shedding his light down on us.
Today – it is 17 years without him on earth and what I would give to have another bear hug and a sloppy kiss from my father – I will soak in all the wonderful memories and know someday I will see him again!
D5 Creation