It was July of 2006. My youngest, Albert, who was only a couple months old at the time, stayed home with Mom, while Amber and Andy went downtown with me to QFM-96′s Wing Zing, a day full of the best wing joints from around town, and music. Music all day long. Music ending up with Ted Nugent, which is the reason we found ourselves there.
I had seen the Motor City Madman several times, and always went to see him when I could. The kids had listened to him enough on CDs, and wanted the chance to see him live as well. Add in wings, and the perfect day was born.
I love sports. I always have. One small problem – I’ve never been good at them. I’ve tried playing them, I’ve enjoyed, but I have never been any good at them.
As a freshman in high school, I was offered a chance by my Health teacher, and Varsity Basketball coach Mr. Hopkins, to write articles for the two local newspapers, the Mason Pulse and Western Star. I would get to ride the team bus to all the games, get in free, and get paid by the papers. There wasn’t a down side to any of this in my eyes.
One of the presents I received for my birthday last month was a “date night” at a Columbus Clippers game. Due to our crazy summer schedules, this would most likely be the only ball game I get to go to this year. It’s also nice that I have no emotional attachment to the Clippers. While it would be nice to see the home team win, there wouldn’t be the same feeling as after a Reds loss, which they have done the last umpteen times I’ve gone down to Cincinnati.
Huntington Park is a beautiful place to see baseball, although our seats had us looking into the setting sun the first three innings. I just prayed if there was a screaming line drive down the left field foul line, it would wait until after the third inning so I could see it.
Let me start by saying my original plan was to blog all last week while we were on vacation. A couple of things prevented that from happening. First off, I forgot the card reader, which would have allowed me to import pictures from the big camera to the laptop. Second, this blog is asked on the WordPress platform. The WordPress app for the iPad is practically useless when it comes to working with media. After futzing around for an hour or so, and starting to get frustrated, I decided that I was missing the whole point of vacation, which was to RELAX!
Now that our busier than normal weekend is over, I can finally get this post out about Albert’s week last week.
Each year, shortly after school lets out, the Cub Scouts in Licking County converge on Camp Falling Rock for Day Camp. It is a week long adventure where they learn many things, from Map Reading and Geo-Caching to BB guns and Archery. With him being at Bear rank now, he also got to try whittling with his pocket knife and a bar of soap.
A couple weeks ago, my boss gave me tickets to the circus, as something came up and he was not going to be able to use them. Albert had never been to the circus before, Andrea hadn’t been since she was a kid. I saw it several years ago on a band trip at Madison Square Gardens, in New York City, but who’s bragging? Oh yeah, that would be me.
Matt had mentioned that the tickets were Premium tickets, and when we got there, I could see why, they were in the front row. How could you get any more premium than that, right? More on this later…
The Cub Scout year is coming to a close. Quickly. As with most things around here, much faster that we anticipated. Pack graduation is less than two weeks away, and the handbooks, which list all the requirements for the year, need to be turned in this wee so that they can verify that the scouts did everything they needed to do in order to graduate.
This past Saturday, on a beautiful Saturday afternoon in Johnstown, Albert made is First Holy Communion. It was a very nice service as the largest group of kids our church has seen received the sacrament for the first time.
Albert, and us too, would like to thank everyone for their thoughts, prayers, companionship, and gifts. To know we are so blessed by everyone in our lives means the world to us.
Tonight was part two of my work with Albert’s Cub Scout pack on earning their Photography Belt Loop. Belt loops are basically the same as merit badges for the Boy Scouts. There are certain things you have to learn and do to earn the award.
Last month, the boys learned the parts of the camera, what we take pictures of, and why it is important. They were also given homework, as there was one more step to earning the belt loop, and that was they had to go out and take 10 pictures, then bring them back to a pack meeting, and show off what they have taken. The rules were they couldn’t take 10 pictures of the same thing and no “selfies”. I wanted to see what interested them.
8 years ago today, after a long night, and an even longer morning, Albert Mark Holland was born. It’s been a fun eight years, filled with laughter, tears, humor, sarcasm, and “Albert-isms” (if you’ve spent any time around him, you know what I mean by that!) He’s constantly bringing joy into the house with his ways, and we love the fact that he’s not too old for a good snuggle. Happy birthday Albert! I hope 8 is your best year yet!