Monday Meanders

The Sports environment gets bleaker and bleaker.  Coach Dean Smith, of North Carolina, died.  He was 83.  He was a man - a man who coached athletes, but raised men.

Tiger withdrew from the Farmer's - hurt his back.  I wonder if Tiger is done as a professional player.

Pitchers and Catchers report in less than 3 weeks.  I can't wait.  Go Cubs.

I sometimes wonder how my life might have been different had I stayed in school instead of going into the Marines when so young. 

I wonder if things might have been different if someone had been able to diagnose ADD when I was young enough for effective treatment.

I guess I'll never know.

Last night I saw a program about "The Art Of War", by Sun Tzu.  In it, there was a description of a battle wherein his small army trapped and defeated a much larger force.  All I could think of was the 20,000, or more, wasted lives.  I hate war.

I wonder what it must have been like to be in the audience at the premier performance of Beethoven's 5th.  Or his 7th.  Or his 9th.  Can you imagine what it must have been like to hear those magnificent works for the very first time?  Someone give me a time machine.  Please.

Today is a day for finishing up the registration process at the VA.  As a Vietnam Vet, exposed to Agent Orange, certain things I have to deal with are actually service connected issues.  Who knew, at the time, my own government was trying to kill me?

Ndinombethe.  Ubuntu.