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The Legacy We Leave… May 22, 2011

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I’ve been thinking a lot about death lately. Not in the morbid, woe is me type of way. But about the legacy you leave on earth after you’re gone. I try to live my life as a good person. To make others’  lives better and in turn my own. But I lay awake at night sometimes thinking about how I would be thought of if I died today. Would my funeral have 100’s or just a few? Would the people be truly heartbroken or just there for support and out of obligation? I’m not sure and I guess I’ll never know. But what sparked this thought was that years ago, I had a discussion with my father. He told me that everyone dies alone. It’s inevitable. But I didn’t believe that. In the truest sense, I suppose you do. But if you are a good person that people cared about, you don’t die alone. You die with others either by your side, or in their thoughts. When my Grandma passed away, she was surrounded by most of her family. We cried and held her hand. The room she died in, was filled with love. She was an amazing woman, and we loved her. And as she took her last breath she knew that she was loved dearly.

My friend Noah’s father passed away last year. It was a shock to me and to many others. I remember Noah calling me and telling me about the terrible news. He was obviously grieving but seemed to have a sense of peace about him. I immediately remembered all the times he’d mention his Dad. The funny stories, the obvious admiration he held for him, etc. I was impressed by him greatly and I only briefly met him. This Spring, he decided to run a half marathon on behalf of his father’s legacy in support of the a charity that supports relief for the disease that killed his Dad. The charity is called Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation of America. As I watched the donations pour in I looked at the comments section. (the site is http://www.active.com/donate/napa11wisconsin/13forcy ) What I saw was an overwhelming love for this man. He was truly loved and is missed. I began to wonder what people would write if I was the subject of that wall.

It is this that makes me realize how precious the good people in this world are. The ones that care about you, love you and change your life. Cy Rosenthal was that man to many. And I too hope to have the impact on others that he did. It gets difficult, life gets in the way sometimes. But realize that grand gestures and memorable gifts are not what these people remember. They remember the little things. The phone call answered at 3am to talk, the show of support in a tough time, a quick smile or a simple hug. Taking the extra effort to make others happier is all it takes. And when we leave this earth, we will be remembered with love.

if you’d like to donate to Noah’s amazing cause please go to http://www.13forcy.com Any and all donations would be greatly appreciated.


Columbine Anniversary April 21, 2011

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Columbine Highschool

Today is the 12th anniversary of the Columbine High School shooting. A day I will remember, like many my age, for the rest of my life. I remember being in Acting class my Freshman year, a day like any other. Before class let out my teacher, Mrs. Sokol, told us that something terrible had happened but that our high school was very safe. We of course had no idea what she was talking about. This was an age before web enabled cell phones and internet that was pretty slow. I remember asking my friends if they heard anything, which they hadn’t. On the way out of school, I heard that a high school in Colorado had a shooting. I immediately rushed home to the nearest television and turned on the news. What I saw was a shocking display of carnage that shook me to my core. Columbine High School had suffered a tragedy where 12 students and one teacher were killed and two dozen were injured.

In the wake of tragedies, the public is left to ask questions. Why would these students do this? How come we didn’t see this coming? This left the media and others giving answers that never made sense. It was video games, or bullying, or bad parenting. But the problem is, there are no answers. When Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold killed themselves, the answers died there. The cause of this tragedy was two seriously disturbed individuals that set out for infamy.

Looking back, it seems like a different world now. And with the events of September 11th, this shooting is often in the back of our minds. What my hope is today is to honor the ones that were killed and to never forget this awful day in American history.

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