WE ALL HAVE A TALENT

By Peter Vuono

   Recently, I saw a an FB posting of a friend that's a stand up comedian. He said that he felt "intimidated" in front of more seasoned comedians who went on with him on the same bill. I too, had a similar experience about 25 years ago.

   My wife treated me to Penn and Teller in Boston. They were beyond sensational and immediately after the show closed, they both donned their winter coats and greeted and thanked every patron upon leaving. They exhibited, great talent, professionalism, humility and class. I went away happy until I next performed myself.

  Four days later I did a magic birthday party for some nice kids in Plainville. It was a small group who were very receptive. However, as I drove off I thought of Penn and Teller. I felt so small in comparison and sometimes I still do to this day. However, after my friend made his comment about his stand-up routine I thought about it intensely.

  I'll never be a Penn or Teller but that's not what's important. I believe that everyone has a talent and should do everything they can to exhibit it! With some it's cooking,

or sewing,

or chess,

or auto mechanics,

or martial arts,

or accounting,

or plumbing,

or music,

or helping and rescuing animals,

or any other multitude of skills. What IS important is that you and I have a talent of some sort and as long as we have it we should use it to make life more livable for friends, family and strangers. We are co-pilots working for God. Mother Teresa once said to, "Do little things with great love" and when I get that inferiority feeling about my time watching Penn and Teller, I think of what she said; AND SHE WAS RIGHT!

 WORKING MAN 

Story by Peter Vuono

   Each morning when I go downstairs to my dungeon-like workout area, I play a variety of metal songs One favorite of mine has the following refrain;

"I get up at 7 yeah, I go to work at nine.

I got no time for livin, yes, I'm, working all the time.

It seems to me I could live my life a lot better than I think I am.

that's why they call me; they call me the working man".

   Yes, the song gets me charged up but it also reminds me of the hard working life of an old friend and teacher who recently passed on at age 82- Mike Russell. Mike had a calm and kind demeanor and was very slow to anger. In addition to this he was one of the most admirable teachers I had ever met for two reasons; the first was his incredible work ethic.

   Mike was a full time Social Studies teacher. However ,because he and his beloved wife Marlene had the  objective of getting ALL their children through college, Mike had the distinction of working at more jobs than anyone I had ever met at Brockton High School.

   Mike was junior class advisor, senior class advisor, coach, and summer school teacher. As if this weren't enough, he would leave his summer school job at noon and work as the chief charge' overseeing the East Side Pool, which, at the time, had a reputation for servicing some difficult youngsters whose peccadilloes would easily ward off the hardiest of teachers. On weekends, he took copious photographs of all the football players and selflessly gave the photos away free to the players. There was, however, as I have stated another facet to Mike's life which has forever stayed with me since I heard it in the mid eighties; and that was his profound philosophy of education.

   It was the mid 80's in the azure teacher's lounge early on a week day morning with little if no AC. Some of the boys were lamenting our being there and how nice it would be if we got a better rate during the year. Like a sage from the past, Mike calmly enunciated, "Look, no one ever told us that we'd  make money in teaching. We're here for something else". Indeed we were. We were there for our families and just as importantly; we were there for the kids!

  Now, decades later when I privately go out into the summer heat to a client's home for home teaching, I try not to think of the hardship of it. Rather, I  think back to the 80's to Mike's profound philosophy.

  None of us humans can even guess as to what is said to a deceased person by the Lord. I should think that in Mike's case there are two distinct possibilities;

  The first is "Well done, good and noble servant" and personally I like to think he may hear, 

"I get home at 5 O'clock and I take myself out a nice cold beer.

Always seem to be won'drin why  there's nothin going down here.

It's seems to me I could live my life

a lot batter than I think I am, 

that's why they call me; they call me the working man".

Be assured, he's living a rewarding life now.

SPECIAL NOTE: Title and lyrics were written by Neil Peart.

  

  

 ALLIE'S MESSAGE

By Peter Vuono

   Depicted here is my friend Allie. In the past, she was pretty active doing almost 50 magic shows a year and entertaining hundreds of kids. For the past 6 years, she's been on a very well deserved retirement. Allie is 27 years old and has NEVER been to the Vet! One would wonder as to why. Allie has a remarkable genetic blueprint from her ancestors

   Allie is a descendant(as are many birds) from a family of dinosaurs called Dromaeosaurs

. It is this family that contained all raptors  and similar claw footed predators . Sixty-five million years ago the world was in dire straits with multiple volcanic eruptions, shallow seas drying up and an asteroid which would land in the Yucatan Peninsula.

   The Dromeosaurs learned to adapt and evolve. They actually grew wings and acquired feathers so that they could fly to a safer destination to survive and allow nature to take it's course in evolution. I then wondered as to what we humans can do in a world that is rife with ecological, political and sociological degradation. Then it came to me; we can pray!

   In 1350 BC the Pharaoh Ikhnaton became monotheistic. One hundred years later, Moses would come to honor Adonai and save his people. NOW, most religions are monotheistic and we can all talk to the same God but in just different languages.

  It doesn't matter if we are Catholic, Protestant, Jewish, Muslim, Buddhist, Hindu, Shinto or even Zoroastrian! We sure don't have Allie's remarkable ancestry to help us survive but her message is strong and we may have something better. We can pray!