Archive for September, 2014

It Happened on the Way to War

September 25th, 2014

Amazon had this book on one of it’s daily deal sales and the blending of war and philanthropy sounded interesting.

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It Happened on the Way to War by Rye Barcot shares the story of the author growing up. He gains from mother a desire to help others through philanthropy at a young age. He gains the desire to help others through the military from his father. Rye joins the marines while in college and balances both with starting his own non-profit organization. Since we’re all this dedicated and motivated at 18 the book can come across as preachy at times. Speaking of preachy it is obvious that Rye would make one hell of a preacher, the undertones are present through the entire book. It isn’t a complaint, instead more of a warning. This is a book about Rye’s life and experiences and can give some good perspective towards your own. Rye often struggles with juggling all the different parts of his life and finding a healthy balance between them. Showing how difficult it can be and how much work it can require is typically missing from an autobiography. Rye has no problem showing you his flaws.

Ground Zero

September 24th, 2014

Amazon recommended this book to me. I didn’t think much as I read the description. But then I looked at the cover of Ground Zero: A Zombie Apocalypse by Nicholas Ryan and quote caught my eye:

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Hey! That D.J. Molles guy is the one that wrote that book I love. If he likes this guys book then I will give him my monies to read it to. D.J. was right. This is a great book! Unlike The Remaining series this features an average joe. A guy that you can easily relate to. Someone that has zero skills for the zombiepocalypse just like you. All of the characters and situations you would expect are here in the book but Nicholas does a great job of bringing the characters to life and makes you invest in them and their future. He leaves the world open at the end of the book which I felt was odd at the time when I read this because I thought it was a standalone book. As I’m sitting down to write this though there are two more books, the third gets released tomorrow! Some of these Amazon authors are really stepping up their games and I am all for giving them my money! If you enjoy the genre you will enjoy Nicholas’ work.

9/11 – A Present

September 12th, 2014

Yesterday would have been my grandfather’s 94th birthday. It’s weird to think about that, let alone write it out. I miss him a great deal.  While everyone else was thinking and talking about the 2001 tragedy I was thinking of him. It may be selfish of me but that’s life. I decided to give my grandfather a birthday present I know he would have loved:

 

Here I am donating blood at the Red Cross.

Here I am donating blood at the Red Cross.

 

My grandfather donated 35 gallons of blood to the Red Cross. Why is it such a big deal for me to donate? Truth be told I am deathly afraid of that thing the nurses have so kindly covered up in the photo above. That thing that makes me squeamish to even watch in a movie. Every time. The most horrible thing that has ever existed. A needle. I avoid them at all costs. Even writing about them nauseates.

I’ll also let you in on a second secret: I tend to go down like a giant, bald sack of potatoes whenever any blood is drawn from me. Even the small vials the doctor’s offices take for testing will knock me down for a ridiculous amount of time. No idea why, but this has been going on since my teenage years. Needless to say after about one minute of drawing blood last night I stammered out the words “I feel dizzy and not good.” The nurse agreed that I did not look well. It then took three staff members the entire twenty minute allotment to get my entire pint out. It then took me close to two hours to get back on my feet. They tried their best to reassure me that this is normal for noobie blood givers. Won’t they be in for a surprise when I reprise my role next time?

Eight of those visits to equal a gallon. It really puts in to perspective my grandfather’s commitment. I can’t promise that I’ll be able to match his effort, but I think I can promise to honor his birthday each year going forward.