Remembering Anne Marie in Philly

Opening day was a special day between the two of us. Anne Marie adored her Phillies and I my Padres. She was a long time dedicated fan who in an old school way preferred listening to the games being called on the radio. I was fortunate enough that I was able to meet up with Anne Marie in person several times for drinks and dinner. One of my goals was to take her to a Phillies game and share a full afternoon of fun together. Unfortunately COVID prevented us from being able to do just that during the 2020 season and then we lost her the next year.

Today she will attend a Padres opening day game with me in spirit. I adore you Anne Marie and will never ever forget you and the laughter you brought into my life.

This should not have happened

Written by one of Alex Pretti’s coworkers at the VA hospital.

“For Alex Pretti — From a Physician, For a Nurse

Every physician knows this: we do not save lives alone. We do it arm in arm with nurses. With ICU nurses. With the ones who catch what we miss, who speak up, who stay late, who hold families together when the medicine runs out.

Alex Pretti was that nurse. He chose to serve his country throughout his life, working in the ICU at the VA, serving veterans, serving those who had already given everything. He stood at bedsides where courage is quiet and exhaustion is constant, where nurses don’t get headlines — they get blood on their shoes and families in their arms.

Ask any doctor who worked with him and they will tell you: he protected. He taught. He defended women colleagues. He bought coffee for broken interns. He made the ICU more human. That is what great nurses do. They don’t just carry out orders. They carry the unit.

And then, one last time, he served as a nurse outside the hospital. With a camera in his hand. With his conscience in front of him. He stepped toward someone being harmed — not as a threat, not as a protester looking for chaos, but as a healer responding to suffering: the same reflex that defines this profession. His gun was legally holstered. His hands were occupied filming. His instinct was the same one every ICU nurse knows: see harm, step in, protect.

As physicians, we talk about teams, about trust, about partnership. Alex was the kind of nurse every doctor hopes to have when things go bad: the one who has your back, the one who has the patient’s back, the one who never looks away.

We didn’t just lose a man. We lost a nurse. A protector. A healer. And the hardest truth of all: he spent his life running toward danger for others — and in the end, that is what killed him.

Rest in power, Alex Pretti. Medicine and humanity will feel your absence.”

Silence = Death

I cannot stay silent.
The title to this post was used by my community back in the 1980s when our government ignored us and the plague decimating our community. We chose to stand up, we chose to not stand by silently as people died.
One murder today in Minneapolis isn’t yet the AIDS epidemic, but it is an indicator of exactly where our government is headed.
I feel we must not stay silent, as silence is complicit.

Renee Nicole Good, you will not be forgotten, may your soul rest in peace.

Honoring Patsy and Abner

This beautiful performance of Stairway To Heaven is my favorite of all time.
May their path be warm, comfortable and beautiful.
One day I will be with them and all my pups who went before them, as well as those who will come after them.

Heart – Stairway To Heaven (cover feat Jason Bonham (son of John Bonham)) – Live Kennedy Center Honors 2012

In loving memory

Not one, but two of our dogs started a quick downward spiral about two weeks ago.
Abner, our crème colored toy poodle had been suffering from congestive heart failure for about 3 years and started refusing his medication about 6 weeks ago. The lack of medication caught up with him and his cough had become increasingly wet and frequent over the past two weeks until he stopped eating a few days ago.
Patsy, our dark chocolate chihuahua mix, recently started rapidly loosing weight, became frail and very weak also stopped eating a few days ago.
Meal time became a stressful lengthy process of trying to find something, anything that one or both of them would at least try only to get our hopes up if a few bites were taken only to have them stop and not eat anymore until neither would eat.

We adopted Patsy after she was born under an abandoned car in Tijuana across the street from a place our housekeeper at that time 16 years ago lived. She had taken the mom and puppies in and we adopted her, she was the pick of the litter in my book and always will be. I stumbled upon Abner a couple years later from the dog pound injured and dropped at an emergency vet clinic he had been attacked by another dog suffering after an eviscerated eye, broken foot and multiple lacerations. He ended up at the pound as a Spirit Fund recipient. The Spirit Fund pays for medical care for badly injured animals found alone. He was about two years old thus about the same age as Patsy. They became my Yin & Yang or my better half’s ebony and ivory as he called them. They were always together.

Today they crossed the Rainbow Bridge together. Both were failing and it was their time and our responsibility to stop the suffering and give them the final act of love that we could. We scheduled a vet to come to our house after they once again refused to eat this morning. My better half held Patsy as I held Abner and the vet administered the necessary medications to help them on their journey. We can rest tonight knowing we gave them the best life we could, and they can pass on knowing that the love and joy they brought us we will hold in our hearts until that day we join them on the other side.

Goodbye Patsy, goodbye Abner, we love you now and always. Godspeed.

Patsy 6/28/2009 – 12/6/2025 & Abner circa 2009-12/6/2025

I Can’t Get You Out Of My Head

This tune always reminds me of Paris as I was there shortly after its release. One could not go anywhere in Paris at that time without hearing it.
That same trip I met Ours Blanc (White Bear) who was a bartender at the Bear’s Den. He gave me a leather necklace I still have to this day, as well as an evening I’ll remember always. He passed a number of years ago. I dedicate this post to him as I remember his smile from behind the bar as this tune burned itself into my memory.

Kylie Minogue – Can’t Get You Out Of My Head – 2001

Trans Day Of Remembrance

Today we pause for a moment to remember those who’ve unnecessarily lost their lives for simply living their lives as who they truly were, instead of what others told them they should be.

A person should never have to change who they are to blend into what others think they should be. Sex is not a body part. No one should  ever have to change who they are  to match what someone else thinks they should be.

Cazwell & Peppermint – Blend – 2018

 

¡Azúcar!

Today we celebrate Dia De Los Muertos.
Fearsome has decided to add his favorite Afro-Latina artist Celia Cruz to his Ofrenda this Dia De Los Muertos .

Thank you Celia for teaching our hips how to move and teaching us to be proud of just who we are.

Celia Cruz – La Vida Es Un Carnaval

Saturday Night Dance Party

In honor of our beloved Warrior Queen Anne Marie in Philly this blog, as well as several others who hold Anne Marie dear, are having a Saturday Night Dance Party to remember all of the ones she threw for us throughout her years of blogging.
These fellow bloggers have indicated that they may be joining this Saturday Night Dance Party celebration:

Old Lurker

A Day With The Mistress

She Who Seeks

Idle Eyes and a Dormy

Spo Reflections

Travel Penguin

Robzilla

My Secret Journey

…and if there are any others I have omitted or have just decided to join us please comment with a link to your blog below. The more the merrier!

S.O.S. Band – Take Your Time (Do It Right) – 1980

This is how I am feeling right now. 

Dance like no one’s watching.

Sing like no one’s listening.

Thank you Judge Juan Merchan, Alvin Bragg and team, and all 12 impartial Jurors of his peers selected and approved by BOTH the defendant’s attorneys as well as NY prosecutors, and all the witnesses. You took your time, you did it right!

In the words Anne Marie might possibly use, “Hellfuckinyeah! The orange fucking fuck has been convicted! He’s a 34 fucking time felon!”

Oh …and Happy Pride Y’all! It’s June 1st!

In Honor of our Warrior Queen Anne Marie…an Invitation!

In chatting with another blogger, Debra of She Who Seeks, we are going to each post a Saturday Night Dance Party on our blogs this Saturday in honor of Anne Marie in Philly of From My Brain to My Mouth.
We wish to invite those of you who knew Anne Marie and also blog to do the same, heck even if you didn’t know her but want to post some dance music go ahead and join in. Please comment below if you will be joining us and we can all go check out the music each chooses to honor her and also that we may connect. Feel free to leave a link to your blogs in your comment so that readers may also check out the music and maybe find new blogs they might enjoy.
We are here, Anne Marie is watching over us, let’s dance!

In loving memory

My mother died yesterday.
It wasn’t a surprise.
She has been declining for a long while and took a sharp turn a few weeks ago with another fall and a gash to her head.
She did the best she could but at 91, and in declining health, overcoming that challenge wasn’t in her capabilities.
She fought leaving, however her body was done.
Fortunately my brother was able to fly out here and be with her this week.
We loved her and she loved us.
During one short period of lucid thoughts and communication on Tuesday she out of the blue said “I want you to take a picture of us”.

Our last photo October 24, 2023 …Paul, Marceline and Shawn

She knew.

Her great grandson Caleb drew this for her yesterday evening after her passing. He did a great job as I can tell that Angel is her.

Godspeed mom.
I Love you.

In Memory

While Jimmy wasn’t ever at the top of my playlist, he was always there on it somewhere. This tune is particularly a piece of my 1970’s childhood memories.

Jimmy Buffett – Come Monday – 1978

Thanks Jimmy for always being there, and be careful not to step on a pop top.
Godspeed.

In Memory

Seems we lost a voice of several generations today who was definitely part of the soundtrack of my life as well as countless millions of others. Tony Bennett was 96 years old when he passed after decade upon decade upon decade of entertaining millions. It is said that in the past few years of his ever increasing dementia that Lady GaGa’s performances with him during this time were the only connection that brought him out of his prison of confusion.

Legend has it that this tune is the one that made him famous …

Tony Bennett – I Left My Heart In San Fransisco – Ed Sullivan Show 1964

Thank you to Lady GaGa for keeping his flame alive.

Tony Bennett and Lady GaGa – The Lady Is A Tramp – Live at Radio City Music Hall – December 2021

Thank you Tony for the love and memories. Godspeed

 

 

In Memory

With this beautiful tune Astrud Gilberto became one of the defining singers of the soundtrack of my life.

Astrud Gilberto and Stan Getz – The Girl From Ipanema – Live 1964

Thank you Astrud, Godspeed.

Memorial Day Weekend Dance Party!

In honor of our Warrior Queen Anne Marie in Philly, let’s have a Dance Party!

Klymaxx – Meeting In The Ladies Room – 1984

Vanity 6 – Nasty Girl – 1982

Sheila E. – The Glamorous Life – 1984

It’s been two years since I received that call and my heart sank. Today I remember the treasured moments I was blessed to spend with my dear blogger friend and how she lived her life to the fullest.
Anne Marie…you inspire me, I miss you and I love you. I still smile when I think of you. XO

In Memory

This morning I pause to say Thank You to Bob McGrath for being an inspiration to this very man when he was but a young lonely boy. Bob’s warmth and care gave this little insecure boy comfort through the screen of a television back in 1969. I’ll never forget this tune as it was placed into the soundtrack of my life by this wonderful man. I still sing it to myself whenever I need comfort.

Bob McGrath – Good Morning Starshine (Sesame Street) – 1969

Thank You Bob! Godspeed.