By Lyle Fitzsimmons - I suppose it’s just the nature of the holiday.
Unlike its celebrated brethren in early July, late November and late December, the mandated mood surrounding Memorial Day is, by its very nomenclature, somber and contemplative.
Add the fact that it’s been the time I mark the passing of my own mother – Alice Fitzsimmons – for the past 13 years since May 29, 1998, and it’s a cinch my mind is pondering loss.
So it wasn’t too unusual that I woke up a few mornings ago from another of the dreams I have from time to time, in which news of the passing of a famous person is so vivid I’d swear it was reality.
Go figure, this time around it was a boxing celebrity – Kronk guru Emanuel Steward.
Now before anyone boards the next bus for Detroit to warn the trainer of an imminent demise, keep in mind I once had a very similar dream about another famous Michigander, Gerald Ford.
And not only was the ex-president not really dead that morning… but he lived another 20 years or so before finally cashing it in in 2006 – at the ripe old age of 93.
So instead of undue alarm, file it away as the mindless rambling of the guy who owned an Intellivision game system but not an Atari, preferred Ryan Leaf to Peyton Manning as an NFL draft prospect and insisted cell phones would never be anything but a niche commercial market.
I’m clearly anything but a crystal ball.
But regardless of past accuracy, it’s all still got me thinking of those no longer here. [Click Here To Read More]
Unlike its celebrated brethren in early July, late November and late December, the mandated mood surrounding Memorial Day is, by its very nomenclature, somber and contemplative.
Add the fact that it’s been the time I mark the passing of my own mother – Alice Fitzsimmons – for the past 13 years since May 29, 1998, and it’s a cinch my mind is pondering loss.
So it wasn’t too unusual that I woke up a few mornings ago from another of the dreams I have from time to time, in which news of the passing of a famous person is so vivid I’d swear it was reality.
Go figure, this time around it was a boxing celebrity – Kronk guru Emanuel Steward.
Now before anyone boards the next bus for Detroit to warn the trainer of an imminent demise, keep in mind I once had a very similar dream about another famous Michigander, Gerald Ford.
And not only was the ex-president not really dead that morning… but he lived another 20 years or so before finally cashing it in in 2006 – at the ripe old age of 93.
So instead of undue alarm, file it away as the mindless rambling of the guy who owned an Intellivision game system but not an Atari, preferred Ryan Leaf to Peyton Manning as an NFL draft prospect and insisted cell phones would never be anything but a niche commercial market.
I’m clearly anything but a crystal ball.
But regardless of past accuracy, it’s all still got me thinking of those no longer here. [Click Here To Read More]
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