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final thought this month..
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Hello Metro family and
friends! I hope you survived winter, and remember, Spring is just around the corner... I promise!
I am really looking forward this month to our upcoming McCarty Metro staff spring break in sunny Florida. All my brothers get together and have a great time. Everyone
flies in, but me and Larry will drive in style in the Chevy Trax.
I am really looking forward to spending time with them all.
It is great to
have our Cockroach music now on the streaming and download
platforms. Apple Music, Amazon Music, YouTube, Spotify, and all
other platforms now have Brad Savage & The Cockroaches
available for download and purchase. We also have some of our
old vinyl available for sale. See our Dateline
News page for info. Thank you Austin for spearheading this.
Chances are that
the next time we meet up here on the Metro, I will have a new
shoulder! I fell and injured it last March, and the injury is so
severe, that the surgeon is referring me to a doctor that can
handle the extent of the injury and arthritic condition which
has made it more complicated. I would just like to be able to
throw a ball overhand to my grandkids, or even just pass the TV
remote control to my wife without excruciating pain... (and not
just because of what she is gonna change the channel to :) Stay
tuned for more...
A quick recap on
February... Margaret and I had our annual fine dining
Valentine's dinner in an old, historic Castle of White in the
foothills, with beautiful view of the picturesque Mount Clemens.
Sliders, baby!
I had the
privilege of attending my brother Steve's impromptu gathering of
his old elementary, junior high, and high school friends who
lived in or around the Haverhill subdivision in February. Lots
of laughs and stories from back in the day. I reunited with old
friends and made some new ones. Great seeing them all, and also
remembering the lives of 2 great guys who have passed in Jim
Seeling and Gary Davis.
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I also
attended the 14th annual Dan McCarty / UHY Cares Texas Holdem event which was held on February
16th which had been postponed the past 2 years because of
Covid. It was great seeing so many people come together to
support this incredible charity event, and was once again sold out
with 180 players. The event raised over
$30,000 which will support the many local charities in and around Detroit. Thank you Steve McCarty, UHY Cares team, and the fine folks at Petruzzello's in Troy for a first rate event. Also, thank you for the hundreds of players,
donors, and wonderful sponsors for making this such a huge success.
Our 12th McCarty Metro Pigskin Pickem game came to an end
with the Super Bowl in February as well. I would like to thank everyone who played
this year. It is a 5 month commitment, but the time just flies
by, and it is a lot of fun. Congratulations to the Kansas
City Chiefs who won the Super Bowl 57 game on the
field, and congrats to our Pigskin champion Mike Lowder who won
this years' event.
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Thank you for taking the time to submit material this month, or just reading and participating in this issue.
Just remember our readers are also our writers. Our next edition of the McCarty Metro be out in May, so I would like to wish you all a Happy St. Patrick's day, a blessed Easter, and a
Fun (there's a spider on the wall) April Fools!
As a child, into
my adult life, and still today, Easter always has been a
confusing and also emotional time for me. The sadness of
death... The happiness of life... Trying to wrap my head around
the bible passage "For God loved the world so much that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him may not die but have eternal life."
I believe it takes a lifetime to truly appreciate what the word
'love' actually means. The final thought I leave you this month with a story
helped me connect those dots, and I hope it does for you too...
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A REFLECTION
"My
parents were married for 55 years. One morning, my
mom was going downstairs to make dad breakfast,
she had a heart attack and fell. My father picked
her up as best he could and almost dragged her
into the truck. At full speed, without respecting
traffic lights, he drove her to the hospital.
When
he arrived, unfortunately she was no longer with
us.
During
the funeral, my father did not speak; his gaze was
lost. He hardly cried.
That
night, his children joined him. In an atmosphere
of pain and nostalgia, we remembered beautiful
anecdotes and he asked my brother, a theologian,
to tell him where Mom would be at that moment. My
brother began to talk about life after death, and
guesses as to how and where she would be.
My
father listened carefully. Suddenly he asked us to
take him to the cemetery.
Dad!"
we replied, "it's 11 at night, we can't go to
the cemetery right now!"
He
raised his voice, and with a glazed look he said:
"Don't
argue with me, please don't argue with the man who
just lost his wife of 55 years!"
There
was a moment of respectful silence, we didn't
argue anymore. We went to the cemetery, we asked
the night watchman for permission. With a
flashlight we reached the tomb. My father fell to
his knees, prayed and told his children, who watched the
scene moved:
Dad
said, "It was 55 years... you know? No one
can talk about true love if they have no idea what
it's like to share life with a woman."
He
paused and wiped his face. "She and I, we
were together in that crisis. I changed
jobs..." he continued. "We packed up
when we sold the house and moved out of town. We
shared the joy of seeing our children finish their
careers, we mourned the departure of loved ones
side by side, we prayed together in the waiting
room of some hospitals, we support each other in
pain, we hug each Christmas, and we forgive our
mistakes... Children, now it's gone, and I'm
happy, do you know why?
Because
she left before me. She didn't have to go through
the agony and pain of burying me, of being left
alone after my departure. I will be the one to go
through that, and I thank God. I love her so much
that I wouldn't have liked her to suffer..."
When
my father finished speaking, my brothers and I had
tears streaming down our faces. We hugged him, and
he comforted us, "It's okay, we can go home,
it's been a good day."
That
night I understood what true love is; It is far
from romanticism, it does not have much to do with
eroticism, or with sex, rather it is linked to
work, to complement, to care and, above all, to
the true love that two really committed people
profess ".
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Here's
to having that love and peace in your hearts
this Easter season...
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