Sunday, September 23, 2012

Sweet Brevity

The odor emanating from this space today is not the usual - horse manure.  It is instead the unmistakable smell of in those upon which I am running after back-to-back late nights/early mornings at Met Life Stadium singning myself hoarse to Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band.  Not a bad way for an old man to spend his birthday weekend.  His.  Not mine.  Messr. Springsteen is sixty-three years young today.  Most of me hurts this morning and all I did was play the part of "audience member".  Happy Birthday Bruce - and thanks for the presents.  Talk about your Homecomings

One week from today is the 11th edition of the Tunnel to Towers Run  in New York, which begins in Brooklyn, spans the length of the Brooklyn Battery Tunnel and wraps up in lower Manhattan in the shadow of the new World Trade Center.  A labor of love born out of tragedy, it very well may be the best example of turning a horrible event on its head and making it a font from which goodness and love are perpetually poured of which I know now or have ever known.  One can register for it through Tuesday.  

The Run is an extraordinary, life-changing experience.  The work performed every day of the year by the Steven Siller Tunnel to Towers Foundation is something even more.  The Foundation honors not only the lives of those heroes lost on September 11, 2001 but also the lives of those heroes who have been injured in this nation's wars in the decade-plus since.  Even if you cannot participate in this year's run one week from today, do yourself the favor of spending a few minutes on the Foundation's website to watch the videos of the Smart homes built for injured service members and the other good works to which their resources are dedicated. 

I better get some rest.  Next Sunday is going to be one hell of a day.... 

....and I cannot wait for it to get here.


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