Straying from the proper standards.
If you are a lighthouse, you cannot hide yourself; if you hide yourself, you cannot be a lighthouse.
Out with J on a reminiscent tour of our small lakeshore town, pointing out the locations of fond high school memories, contemplating a life in small town America.
From the Subject: “corrandtion: //this is a mid.summer moon.day adventure eve when all should have been bedded but instead followed the fullish moon to its finish, gallivanting through town like blessêd fools because…..jeremy! //”
I like to assist any organizations in the area that are trying to raise the bar on the local arts scene, like Film Green Bay. Film Green Bay puts together the Green Bay Film Festival. This Film Festival is growing into a great event showcasing local, regional and international filmmakers. Next year will be there fifth year and winning films will then be eligible for some of the much larger and popular film festivals. Learn more about Film Green Bay and the Green Bay Film Festival at their website.
I have done websites, graphics, social media, and photography for Film Green Bay and the Green Bay Film Festival.
The nearly 100 year old Green Bay Farmer’s Market moved to it’s new location downtown on South Washington Street. The turnout was incredible. Makes it feel a bit like a big City.
A trip to the caverns at Ledgeview Nature Center.
For some, there is sadness. The wanton destruction and needless loss of life is saddening, and this feeling is okay. For some, it brings hope. The hope that only comes from witnessing people come together, collectively under one banner, one cause. To do good. To help. And that puts faith back into humanity.
My problem is that for some, it is fuel. Fuel for the fires of anger. That anger inside, at an individual, a group, a group of individuals.
Let us not forget what this brought that continues to this day. I have seen the names of people that I once knew on the list of dead from the unneccessary wars that came out of this event.
Because of this event, we are there still, twelve long years later. It feels like we forgot about them, these people who woke up this very morning in a hostile environment, with no good reason for being where they are, dealing with the very real possibility of not living through the day. Or possibly worse, living with the real mental trauma that we have seen in so many veterans who have found their way home. And they are there because of this event that we have memorialized.
I think we collectively know that letting go is such an important part of healing. And yet collectively we don’t do that. We carry this on and on, this burden.
I wish we wouldn’t.
This does not feel like the burden of love.
There be dragons here!
Sometimes I am having too much fun and I shouldn’t call it a job. The Bay Beach Park crew installed the dragon heads and tested the ride (see awkward video here). The Sea Dragon is the latest installment of Bay Beach Amusement Park and is located right in front of Elvis’ favorite ride, the Zippin Pippin.
