Titanic View of Health-care Reform

The debate over our current health care crisis reminds me of the chaos on the Titanic. The story is a good example of what we do when we believe our survival depends on getting a seat in the life boats, regardless what is happening to others. Certain passengers were given the seats in the life boats and others went down with the ship. What made some lives more important, worthy or deserving than others? Class, education, nationality, money? Would more people have survived had they all worked together to survive? I think so. Is it really possible to overcome the need for personal survival in a crisis long enough to work together? How do you get people to focus on the big picture as well as their own personal needs? I have the feeling that many of the people who are resisting health care reform are fairly comfortable in their own lifeboats and what happens to others...well, regrettably, cannot be helped.

We Went Fishing

 It was June 1st, the perfect summer day.  He wanted to go fishing.  He really wanted to go fishing before it was too late.  We bought poles and worms and finally a license.  Each step presented new obsticles and roadblocks but finally the way was clear.  We went fishing.  We did not go far, just down the road.  We found the perfect place on the perfect day and got our lines in the water.  I strive to remember the look on his face as he got his wish.  The sunshine lit up his face and the intense pleasure filled his whole being.  I worried about his hairless head getting sunburned and causing him even more pain.  I worried that he would get worn out and tired, or weak with pain.  I worried that he would get discouraged waiting for the fish to bite.  But none of that happened.  It was the perfect enchanted day.  For hours he caught fish, lots of little sunfish.  Each little fish was a triumph and trophy.  And when the sun was going down we finally loaded up the car and called it a day.  He caught the fish, he cleaned the fish, and he ate the fish.  What a day!  The most perfect day.  I want to remember every minute.  There really was so little time left...I wonder if he knew that?

One of My Favorite Photo Subjects: Mongo

New Beginning

This will become a more personal close-up glimpse of thoughts, feelings and shared images than previous posts.