Archive for the 'Other Works' Category

When Will We Ever Learn

Tuesday, October 14th, 2008

Another week, another group of messes. Political, financial, and now our beloved motorsports are wallowing in various stages of disruption. Remember when you did your best and were so rewarded? Now the outcome seems to depend on who is making up the rules as we go. Remember Nikola Tesla?Nikola Tesla

GENTLEMEN, (and Ladies), START YOUR ENGINES!!!

Monday, April 10th, 2006

Well, the racing season is well on it’s way. Either I’m getting older or the racers are being abducted from their junior high schools.
Now, the History Channel is showing race car drivers in their late 30’s and early 40’s. Watching the newest Andretti, MARCO, on the track is a [...]

WHAT WOULD HOWARD HUGHES THINK/

Friday, August 12th, 2005

Do you wonder how our ancestors would view today? Would they shake their collective heads in disbelief that we have done such havoc to our environment? Would they cringe when looking at our filthy beaches and unclean oceans?
To say that we have ’ advanced ’ may not be accurate. Have we advanced [...]

THE RECORDER of HISTORY

Thursday, August 11th, 2005

If you’re a reader of non-fiction, you’ve no doubt read works by Stephen Ambrose. Ambrose records WWII aviation history accurately enough to get the okay from veterans. They’re a hard bunch to please and Ambrose does so.
When Robert was asked to do a Stephen Ambrose memorial , he felt honored to set this writer [...]

STOP BEING THE VICTIM

Monday, August 8th, 2005

Being the ‘poor me’ gets old. Nothing is accomplished in licking the wounds of impotency. Wounds will heal, especially if we forget about them, and move on! The more we pick them, the more infected they get.
You are not a victim after awhile—you are complicit—then you are a volunteer. Live [...]

The Grief Inside

Friday, August 5th, 2005

Watching the news stirs that inner fear in all of us—that fear that says if one of us hurts then all of us hurts.
To see a grief stricken Iraqui makes us , too, feel the pain of loss. Our loss, it seems, is the [...]