Posts by Rocky


Stupidity Knows No Boundaries

Stupidity Knows No Boundaries


Posted By on Apr 15, 2015

  As I sit here watching the evening news, I’m reminded of a time in my life when I found out first hand that prejudice and “race hating” was not something exclusive to one group of people. I grew up in a very small town in the middle of Indiana, it was 1977 and race relations were, well, a lot different than they are today. In the little town I was from, there was but one African American family. Perhaps I was just...

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Educated Idiot

Educated Idiot


Posted By on Nov 16, 2014

As I’ve gotten older I’ve given a great deal of thought as to how my father was perceived as a “Man”, not as the “Father” as I saw him. Unquestionably, he was and remains the biggest influence on my life. Sure, I’ve gained insight as to the kind of man he was by talking to older family members and some of his friends who survived him. I guess the things that stuck out the most to me was that...

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Lead by Example

Lead by Example


Posted By on Sep 30, 2014

I love watching my Grandchildren in their extracurricular activities. Football, Basketball, Softball. And of the many plays and musicals my Grand Daughter is involved with each year. I myself was very involved with sports throughout my school years.  Like Grandpa, my Grandson was starting his organized football career at an early age. A while back ago, I found myself at one of his football games and what I witnessed I felt compelled...

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COMMON GROUND

COMMON GROUND


Posted By on Jul 31, 2014

I live in a bubble. At least that’s what my grown children tell me. “Things come easy for you!” They exclaim. Admittedly, it’s hard to argue with them considering the oceans of shit that I have managed to navigate myself through and still smell surprisingly rosy! Lol. Yet, should I attribute this to luck, hard work, or a combination of them both? I have a wonderful family and many trustworthy friends who would...

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When I was about 21 years old I guess I’d been working for Henry about two years. Henry was booked to play our old high school in Frankfort, Indiana. I say “our” because Henry’s sound engineer was a buddy of mine, who went to that very school with and was just a year ahead of me.  Well, as you can imagine, having only graduated from there a couple of years before, we were both very well acquainted with many of...

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