Current situation: home sick in bed. The excitement of the upcoming holiday has gotten the better of me, and as I type I’m spraying chloraseptic into my mouth and bouncing in and out of a Nyquil-induced haze. So bear with me.
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On the morning of September 11, 2001, firefighter Stephen Siller was ending his shift at his firehouse in Park Slope. When he heard the news of the first plane hitting the World Trade Center, he grabbed his gear and drove his truck toward the site, only to be stopped at the Brooklyn Battery Tunnel, which had been closed.
With all his gear on his back, Siller ran through the tunnel toward Manhattan, the opposite direction many of us would have chosen to run. After reaching the World Trade Center site, he would later lose his life helping others.
During the past 14 years, the 5K that commemorates Siller’s act of courage has not only grown to more than 30,000 runners and walkers, but the organization that bears his name has become a multimillion-dollar supporter of wounded warriors and first responders.
I am a firm believer in sports as a microcosm of life. You find something you love. You try your best. You will have success. And you will experience failure. You’ll have opponents, and you’ll have teammates. Sometimes, you’ll face challenges on your own, too.
Like life, the triumph isn’t in the victory. It’s in the trying. It’s in the journey. It’s in learning the lesson and moving on, to be a better player, a better person, the next day.
After almost four whole years in Manhattan, I’m still crossing items off my NYC bucket list, and last night was no exception! For the first time EVER, I traveled all the way to Flushing Meadows for the U.S. Open. The Unisphere? Saw it. The World’s Fair observation towers? They’re there too. Also, tennis, you guys. It’s great.
I consider myself an avid tennis fan, though I’ve never played an organized match and I really have no idea about the game’s strategy. But I do know things: Wimbledon is grass and all whites. Andre Agassi had a spectacular mullet. Serena is the GOAT (even if FiveThirtyEight says otherwise). And Andy Murray and Kim Sears are the Will and Kate of the tennis set.
About a month ago, I started to become extremely stressed with the normal, mundane, everyday kind of stuff. I could feel my body tighten every time I had to get on the bus and make my commute across town. I became restless wondering how I was going to finish all of the schoolwork I have left this semester. I was frantically checking my email and writing down lists of everything I had to do in a single day. And I worried constantly about all of the things in the world I can’t control. About a month ago, I also sent out my annual email asking everyone to tell me what they’re thankful for this year, and it changed everything.
Editor’s Note: I received this book for free from Blogging for Books for this review.
We are lucky enough in this day and age to have a plethora of writers with an interest in American history: Edward Rutherfurd, David McCullough, and Erik Larson are great examples. In Duel with the Devil: The True Story of How Alexander Hamilton & Aaron Burr Teamed Up to Take on America’s First Sensational Murder Mystery, Paul Collins attempts to engage the reader just as these authors can. But unfortunately, he falls short.
It’s not that Paul Collins doesn’t have a great story. And it’s not that he’s a bad writer, obviously. He had success with The Murder of the Century: The Gilded Age Crime that Scandalized a City and Sparked the Tabloid Wars, he’s an English professor, and he is a frequent NPR guest. I think the problem with Duel with the Devil is it’s ambition; the book is trying to do way too much. On one hand, it’s a story of the unexpected partnership between two very different, incongruous Founding Fathers, one of whom eventually kills the other. It’s also the story of an unsolved murder mystery, the evolution of Aaron Burr’s bank, and the beginnings of our country. It’s a lot of ground to cover in just 300-ish pages. The cast of characters is long, and, from the get-go, it’s difficult to note whether or not a personality is going to stick around for the length of the story.
We can all agree that the tragic death of the legendary Robin Williams has placed the entire country, if not the world, in a mild depression. The unexpected sadness that laid in his heart and mind will never be reconciled with the laughter he was able to bring to so many people. So in honor of a life that gave us so much good, I present the great things making me happy this week.
The Little League World Series Begins: I have several favorite times of the year, and they mostly revolve around sports—college football season, college basketball season, the time of year when college football season and college basketball season overlap, March Madness, and the end of August, which brings us the Little League World Series. I clearly have an obsession with amateur athletics, and you can’t get more amateur than kids playing America’s greatest pastime. Double elimination play starts today, with the American teams playing in one pool, and the international teams playing in another. The winner of each pool will play each other on August 24th. This is the event that has brought us countless stars, including my personal favorite, Todd Fraizer. It’s amazing. Get into it.
Let me start with this: I’m sorry. I owe you all so much more than what I’ve given. But discovered recovering from a concussion is more than just a week of naps. And my brain hasn’t been ready to really give you quality recaps you deserve. So like A, I’m back.
Last week the closing credits foreshadowed a major event in Rosewood: Aria’s mom and that guy who owns (?) The Brew are having an engagement party. (Zach owns The Brew, right?) The invitation promises us a return of a parent to Rosewood, but fear not, faithful reader. It did not do a bit of good.
So let’s recap where everyone is at: