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World Cancer Day – Stand Up 2 Cancer


Today is World Cancer Day. All the cancer websites are announcing this day as a reminder to everyone that there is still a fight against cancer to be won. No one is more aware of that than me. I have had twenty-four years as a survivor of Hodgkin’s Lymphoma to remember this fact. I have met thousands of cancer patients and hundreds of survivors. While we have found cures for many cancers, found better treatments for other cancers, we still so far to rid the world of cancer.

The organization, Stand Up2Cancer offers a great opportunity to proudly support or honor someone you know that has battled cancer, and either has survived or sadly passed.

http://wcd2014.su2c.org/

Simply print the template out, write the person’s name that you would like to honor or memorialize, take a picture with it, and plaster it on the internet. I have several dozen copies ready to go with names of so many who have come and gone through my life. And while photographs of me are very rare, I will suck it up this time, because I want people to know that I stand up to cancer. My battle was long ago, but I will not celebrate my survivorship as long as there are those who do not get that chance. So, very shortly, I will be posting the names of those I stand up for against cancer on the “Paul’s Heart” Facebook page and my personal page.

Who will you stand up for against cancer?

America The Beautiful… And Diverse


Sunday, February 2nd, 2014 was my day. I was finally getting to see my Seattle Seahawks football team play in the Super Bowl. While I was confident that they would win, I never suspected the rout that took place against the top seeded team from the opposing conference. While I saw the Seahawks win, I would much rather have experienced a closer game. But there is currently something leaving even a more bitter taste in my mouth right now.

The other highlight of Super Bowl Sundays is the onslaught of “all or nothing” commercials who are rumored to have paid up to $4 million dollars for just a 30 second spot during the big game. One such commercial has set off a huge controversy which really shows just how far we still have to go as far as recognizing our country as one of the greatest in how we treat people and their various cultures.

Years ago, Coca Cola used the song “I’d Like To Teach The World To Sing” in their commercials, to demonstrated the world and all of its citizens having the ability to get along with everyone. Okay, it was really to show that everyone all over the world liked Coca Cola. In the modern version, Coca Cola used the song “America The Beautiful”, again with a warm fuzzy message, but subliminally, everyone still loves Coke. But the wrench in the works is that Coca Cola dared to have the song sung in various languages.

I am going to be sarcastic here (I feel I actually need to offer that disclaimer)…

Imagine the horror that television viewers witnessed that singers of the song, “America The Beautiful” would dare sing the song in languages other than English. SACRILEGE!!!

I am now turning off the sarcasm. First off, the United States does not have an official language, many countries do. Our country does not. Second off, the song was not our National Anthem, “The Star Spangled Banner”, and again, while many may express principle, if someone wanted to sing our National Anthem in their native tongue, there is nothing to be done about it.

So what is the issue at this controversy? Are people now pissed off because we have gone beyond having to press #1 for English and #2 for Espanol? Has the frustration grown beyond having to craft a sign printed in several languages? In school long ago, I had the opportunity to study both Spanish and Italian languages. I do not think that I had any plan to use either of them, but I took those courses anyway. No harm had come to me as a result, and to be honest, I have never had a use for them. Occasionally I may understand bits and pieces of a conversation, but no harm has ever come to me. Perhaps if I travel to Spain, Mexico, or Italy, those languages may be of use to me.

But as the parent of two beautiful little girls, who coincidently happen to be adopted from China, I plan of having them learn their native language fluently. In the process, I will probably pick up some of the language. Guess what, they are both American citizens. They are learning the English language as their primary language, but they will learn Chinese, and any other language they so choose. The bottom line is, America is beautiful. And the fact that so many cultures recognize that, and sing a song about America, in their native tongue is not offensive at all, as a select group has expressed their bigoted outrage.

No flags were burned. No embassies were bombed. We still have not solved how to prevent school shootings. Poverty is still a major concern in our country. But it is deemed important to direct attention to a song, not a National Anthem, just a song, that was sung in a different language than what we had always heard it sung. What is embarrassing and outraging, is the narrow-mindedness that a Bangladeshi cannot sing “America The Beautiful”, nor can a Mexican, a Japanese, Chinese, Irish, Italian. There are bigger problems in the world and our country than “Oh hermoso para los cielos espaciosos,Para las ondas ambarinas del grano,Para majestuosas montañas de color púrpuraPor encima de la llanura de fruto!América!”

And yes, I do happen to speak 99% English and only a few words of Spanish, Italian, and Chinese. I applaud Coca Cola for recognizing what a great and diverse country the United States of America really is.

Half Of A Great Weekend… So Far


Emotionally, this could not be any more of a diverse weekend for me. 2014 is continuing how 2013 ended, dealing with strong emotions of a contentious divorce process, while trying to protect my children’s best interests. Conclusion of this process still seems a long way off yet.

In the meantime, yesterday I got to experience one of my proudest moments yet as a father. My oldest daughter got to sing with her elementary school chorus at the beginning of a professional hockey game. I have experienced a lot of opportunities to sing in some great places, the Washington DC Shrine, Annapolis, and others. But I never got the chance to sing in a professional sports arena or for a pro sport game.

I told Madison how proud I was of her before we left the home. She responded, “but Daddy, I haven’t even sung yet.” I was too busy videotaping the song and snapping photographs, I really could not enjoy the performance until reviewing it on camera. But there it was, Madison was in the front row of the chorus singing her little lungs out. And just like the many pro-athletes before her, in any sports contest, her attention was not directed on the task at hand, but rather at the Jumobotron television screen where she realized the cameras were pointed right at her. I asked her how it felt to see herself broadcasted on such a huge screen like that, she said, “weird. This is just hopefully one of the many bright and fun memories she will experience in her lifetime and I am glad that in this current atmosphere in our home, I have been able to allow her to still be a child.

There was a hockey game, and this was the first time that my daughters had ever seen one live. And do you know what? They loved it. I do not know what custody arrangements will be determined, but I now have something else that we will be able to share with each other when the times come to spend with each other.

Now, all I need is the other half of the weekend to work out. I need a Seahawk victory in the Super Bowl over the Denver Broncos.

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