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INSERT INTO `wp_posts` VALUES (1,1,'2009-10-16 14:52:25','2009-10-16 18:52:25','I have been blogging for more than nine years, first on the old mikerappaport.com Website, then on various Google Blogger sites.\r\n\r\nIt may be odd to put it this way, but I have been working to find a voice and trying to settle on what I want to say. I think I\'ve found it with this Website, which steals its title from the Billy Gilman song, \"One Voice,\" of which the theme is prayers struggling to be heard.\r\n\r\n<em>\"... we need some help down here on Earth.\"</em>\r\n\r\n<img class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-4\" title=\"maddie (2)\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-2.jpg\" alt=\"maddie (2)\" width=\"302\" height=\"202\" />\r\n\r\nBoy, do we ever. It seems these days that there are more and more folks desperately trying just to get by, to pay their bills at the end of the month, to raise their children well and to be pleased with their own efforts. In the end, world events and political battles -- as important as they might be -- go right over most of our heads. What matters more to most families -- whether someone they like is elected president or whether their children are happy?\r\n\r\nI know how I would answer that question, and that\'s why I\'m not really intending to write much about politics on this site unless it\'s an issue that has a clear effect on our day-to-day lives.\r\n\r\nWhat matters most?\r\n\r\nLook at the picture with this post. It\'s my lovely granddaughter, Madison Nicole Kastner, who was a year old on Sept. 19th. She\'s with her mother, my lovely daughter Pauline, and she has added an amazing amount of life and happiness to the lives of everyone in our family.\r\n\r\nShe started walking just recently, and she has her first couple of teeth and her first couple of words. I have no doubt she will do amazing things someday, because she has wonderful parents who will love her and encourage her in all the ways they can.\r\n\r\nI didn\'t know my own children when they were that age. I didn\'t come into the picture until they were already in school, so I missed out on an awful lot of the \"firsts\" in their lives. Thanks to Pauline, her husband Ryan and Facebook, we\'ve seen dozens of videos as they chronicle Maddie\'s development.\r\n\r\nYou may not think this particular post said much as far as an introduction to the blog, but wait. In a while, you\'ll realize just how much it told you.','One voice, trying to be heard','','publish','open','open','','hello-world','','','2009-10-16 18:40:31','2009-10-17 01:40:31','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=1',0,'post','',0),(2,1,'2009-10-16 14:52:25','2009-10-16 18:52:25','[caption id=\"attachment_37\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"On the right, I was the heart\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-37\" title=\"DSCN0074\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSCN00741-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"On the right, I was the heart\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI\'ve been blogging since before it was called blogging. My first site went up in September 2000, and I\'ve written for a variety of sites since then. I do political writing under the name California Mike on <a href=\"http://www.allvoices.com\">All Voices</a> and the writing I do here is a little bit different. I\'m trying to look at the issues that regular folks deal with on a daily basis in the first decade of the 21st century.\r\n\r\nIf I\'m lucky, I can make you laugh, make you cry, touch your heart or maybe tell you something you didn\'t already know.\r\n\r\nMe, I\'m a retired journalist who loves his wife more than anything in the world. I\'ve got two great kids and an amazing grandchild.\r\n\r\nI\'m the luckiest guy in the world.','About','','publish','open','open','','about','','','2009-10-27 23:36:18','2009-10-28 06:36:18','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?page_id=2',0,'page','',2),(3,1,'2009-10-16 12:50:10','2009-10-16 19:50:10','I have been blogging for more than nine years, first on the old mikerappaport.com Website, then on various Google Blogger sites.\n\nIt may be odd to put it this way, but I have been working to find a voice and trying to settle on what I want to say. I think I\'ve found it with this Website, which steals its title from the Billy Gilman song, \"One Voice,\" of which the theme is prayers struggling to be heard.\n\n<em>\"... we need some help down here on Earth.\"</em>\n\n<img class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-4\" title=\"maddie (2)\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-2.jpg\" alt=\"maddie (2)\" width=\"604\" height=\"404\" />\n\nBoy, do we ever. It seems these days that there are more and more folks desperately trying just to get by, to pay their bills at the end of the month, to raise their children well and to be pleased with their own efforts. In the end, world events and political battles -- as important as they might be -- go right over most of our heads. What matters more to most families -- whether someone they like is elected president or whether their children are happy?\n\nI know how I would answer that question, and that\'s why I\'m not really intending to write much about politics on this site unless it\'s an issue that has a clear effect on our day-to-day lives.\n\nWhat matters most?\n\nLook at the picture with this post. It\'s my lovely granddaughter, Madison Nicole Kastner, who was a year old on Sept. 19th. She\'s with her mother, my lovely daughter Pauline, and she has added an amazing amount of life and happiness to the lives of everyone in our family.\n\nShe started walking just recently, and she has her first couple of teeth and her first couple of words. I have no doubt she will do amazing things someday, because she has wonderful parents who will love her and encourage her in all the ways they can.\n\nI didn\'t know my own children when they were that age. I didn\'t come into the picture until they were already in school, so I missed out on an awful lot of the \"firsts\" in their lives. Thanks to Pauline, her husband Ryan and Facebook, we\'ve seen dozens of videos as they chronicle Maddie\'s development.\n\nYou may not think this particular post said much as far as an introduction to the blog, but wait. In a while, you\'ll realize just how much it told you.','One voice, trying to be heard','','inherit','open','open','','1-autosave','','','2009-10-16 12:50:10','2009-10-16 19:50:10','',1,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=3',0,'revision','',0),(4,1,'2009-10-16 12:43:26','2009-10-16 19:43:26','','maddie (2)','','inherit','open','open','','maddie-2','','','2009-10-16 12:43:26','2009-10-16 19:43:26','',1,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-2.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(5,1,'2009-10-16 14:52:25','2009-10-16 18:52:25','Welcome to WordPress. This is your first post. Edit or delete it, then start blogging!','Hello world!','','inherit','open','open','','1-revision','','','2009-10-16 14:52:25','2009-10-16 18:52:25','',1,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=5',0,'revision','',0),(6,1,'2009-10-16 12:57:32','2009-10-16 19:57:32','I have been blogging for more than nine years, first on the old mikerappaport.com Website, then on various Google Blogger sites.\r\n\r\nIt may be odd to put it this way, but I have been working to find a voice and trying to settle on what I want to say. I think I\'ve found it with this Website, which steals its title from the Billy Gilman song, \"One Voice,\" of which the theme is prayers struggling to be heard.\r\n\r\n<em>\"... we need some help down here on Earth.\"</em>\r\n\r\n<img class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-4\" title=\"maddie (2)\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-2.jpg\" alt=\"maddie (2)\" width=\"604\" height=\"404\" />\r\n\r\nBoy, do we ever. It seems these days that there are more and more folks desperately trying just to get by, to pay their bills at the end of the month, to raise their children well and to be pleased with their own efforts. In the end, world events and political battles -- as important as they might be -- go right over most of our heads. What matters more to most families -- whether someone they like is elected president or whether their children are happy?\r\n\r\nI know how I would answer that question, and that\'s why I\'m not really intending to write much about politics on this site unless it\'s an issue that has a clear effect on our day-to-day lives.\r\n\r\nWhat matters most?\r\n\r\nLook at the picture with this post. It\'s my lovely granddaughter, Madison Nicole Kastner, who was a year old on Sept. 19th. She\'s with her mother, my lovely daughter Pauline, and she has added an amazing amount of life and happiness to the lives of everyone in our family.\r\n\r\nShe started walking just recently, and she has her first couple of teeth and her first couple of words. I have no doubt she will do amazing things someday, because she has wonderful parents who will love her and encourage her in all the ways they can.\r\n\r\nI didn\'t know my own children when they were that age. I didn\'t come into the picture until they were already in school, so I missed out on an awful lot of the \"firsts\" in their lives. Thanks to Pauline, her husband Ryan and Facebook, we\'ve seen dozens of videos as they chronicle Maddie\'s development.\r\n\r\nYou may not think this particular post said much as far as an introduction to the blog, but wait. In a while, you\'ll realize just how much it told you.','One voice, trying to be heard','','inherit','open','open','','1-revision-2','','','2009-10-16 12:57:32','2009-10-16 19:57:32','',1,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=6',0,'revision','',0),(7,1,'2009-10-16 12:58:53','2009-10-16 19:58:53','I have been blogging for more than nine years, first on the old mikerappaport.com Website, then on various Google Blogger sites.\r\n\r\nIt may be odd to put it this way, but I have been working to find a voice and trying to settle on what I want to say. I think I\'ve found it with this Website, which steals its title from the Billy Gilman song, \"One Voice,\" of which the theme is prayers struggling to be heard.\r\n\r\n<em>\"... we need some help down here on Earth.\"</em>\r\n\r\n<img class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-4\" title=\"maddie (2)\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-2.jpg\" alt=\"maddie (2)\" width=\"604\" height=\"404\" />\r\n\r\nBoy, do we ever. It seems these days that there are more and more folks desperately trying just to get by, to pay their bills at the end of the month, to raise their children well and to be pleased with their own efforts. In the end, world events and political battles -- as important as they might be -- go right over most of our heads. What matters more to most families -- whether someone they like is elected president or whether their children are happy?\r\n\r\nI know how I would answer that question, and that\'s why I\'m not really intending to write much about politics on this site unless it\'s an issue that has a clear effect on our day-to-day lives.\r\n\r\nWhat matters most?\r\n\r\nLook at the picture with this post. It\'s my lovely granddaughter, Madison Nicole Kastner, who was a year old on Sept. 19th. She\'s with her mother, my lovely daughter Pauline, and she has added an amazing amount of life and happiness to the lives of everyone in our family.\r\n\r\nShe started walking just recently, and she has her first couple of teeth and her first couple of words. I have no doubt she will do amazing things someday, because she has wonderful parents who will love her and encourage her in all the ways they can.\r\n\r\nI didn\'t know my own children when they were that age. I didn\'t come into the picture until they were already in school, so I missed out on an awful lot of the \"firsts\" in their lives. Thanks to Pauline, her husband Ryan and Facebook, we\'ve seen dozens of videos as they chronicle Maddie\'s development.\r\n\r\nYou may not think this particular post said much as far as an introduction to the blog, but wait. In a while, you\'ll realize just how much it told you.','One voice, trying to be heard','','inherit','open','open','','1-revision-3','','','2009-10-16 12:58:53','2009-10-16 19:58:53','',1,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=7',0,'revision','',0),(8,1,'2009-10-16 12:59:25','2009-10-16 19:59:25','I have been blogging for more than nine years, first on the old mikerappaport.com Website, then on various Google Blogger sites.\r\n\r\nIt may be odd to put it this way, but I have been working to find a voice and trying to settle on what I want to say. I think I\'ve found it with this Website, which steals its title from the Billy Gilman song, \"One Voice,\" of which the theme is prayers struggling to be heard.\r\n\r\n<em>\"... we need some help down here on Earth.\"</em>\r\n\r\n<img class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-4\" title=\"maddie (2)\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-2.jpg\" alt=\"maddie (2)\" width=\"604\" height=\"404\" />\r\n\r\nBoy, do we ever. It seems these days that there are more and more folks desperately trying just to get by, to pay their bills at the end of the month, to raise their children well and to be pleased with their own efforts. In the end, world events and political battles -- as important as they might be -- go right over most of our heads. What matters more to most families -- whether someone they like is elected president or whether their children are happy?\r\n\r\nI know how I would answer that question, and that\'s why I\'m not really intending to write much about politics on this site unless it\'s an issue that has a clear effect on our day-to-day lives.\r\n\r\nWhat matters most?\r\n\r\nLook at the picture with this post. It\'s my lovely granddaughter, Madison Nicole Kastner, who was a year old on Sept. 19th. She\'s with her mother, my lovely daughter Pauline, and she has added an amazing amount of life and happiness to the lives of everyone in our family.\r\n\r\nShe started walking just recently, and she has her first couple of teeth and her first couple of words. I have no doubt she will do amazing things someday, because she has wonderful parents who will love her and encourage her in all the ways they can.\r\n\r\nI didn\'t know my own children when they were that age. I didn\'t come into the picture until they were already in school, so I missed out on an awful lot of the \"firsts\" in their lives. Thanks to Pauline, her husband Ryan and Facebook, we\'ve seen dozens of videos as they chronicle Maddie\'s development.\r\n\r\nYou may not think this particular post said much as far as an introduction to the blog, but wait. In a while, you\'ll realize just how much it told you.','One voice, trying to be heard','','inherit','open','open','','1-revision-4','','','2009-10-16 12:59:25','2009-10-16 19:59:25','',1,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=8',0,'revision','',0),(9,1,'2009-10-17 00:40:08','2009-10-17 07:40:08','If there\'s one thing that is very important these days, it\'s having a way to get away from the reality of your life once in a while.\r\n\r\nI don\'t mean escaping as in cleaning out the bank account and leaving town. I just mean that if all you\'re doing is going to work in the morning, coming home in the evening and watching television before going to bed, it eventually catches up with you.\r\n\r\nI\'m a lucky guy. I basically retired when I was 58, although I didn\'t realize it at the time. I got fired after nearly 30 years in the newspaper business, which luckily for me lowered the stress level in my life about as much as it lowered my sense of self. I wasn\'t a journalist anymore, but I also wasn\'t driving 85 miles a day and taking orders from people I didn\'t much respect.\r\n\r\nI\'ve been writing a book that should be finished by the end of the year and I\'ve been doing a lot of reading, watching movies and pursuing the impossible dream of breaking 80 on the golf course. It\'s tough to improve your game when you only play once every two or three weeks, even when you play 36 holes, and my golf game is very erratic.\r\n\r\n<img class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-10\" title=\"DSC_0114\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_0114-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"DSC_0114\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" />\r\n\r\nSometimes, every once in a while, things happen just like we dream them. I\'ll never forget the time a couple of months ago when after shooting 45 on the front nine at Empire Lakes in Rancho Cucamonga, CA, I started the back nine with five consecutive pars. I had done that once before, but this time I attacked the next hole and actually birdied the par four 15th.\r\n\r\nThat left me one under on the back nine, and I finished with three consecutive bogeys to shoot 38, giving me a best-ever 83 for the round. I\'ve shot 85 since then, but I\'m mostly in the low nineties, occasionally breaking into the high eighties.\r\n\r\nIt\'s an infuriating game. On the same par three in the course of a day, I can put a tee shot five feet from the pin the first time and then slice badly the second time. I can sink a 20-foot putt on one hole and miss a three-footer on the next.\r\n\r\nIt literally makes me crazy, and I\'m not sure it\'s a great idea to have your hobbies making you crazy.\r\n\r\nBut there are few things in the world more beautiful than being on a well-kept golf course at sunrise, lining up your first shot of the day and driving it 200 yards down the middle of the fairway. I laugh when I look back at that sentence, because it tells me I\'m getting old. When I was 17, I thought there were few things in the world more beautiful than the lovely Cheryl Newman; now I\'m lusting after golf courses.\r\n\r\nOh, well.','It\'s our hobbies that let us escape','','publish','open','open','','its-our-hobbies-that-let-us-escape','','','2009-10-20 12:35:56','2009-10-20 19:35:56','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=9',0,'post','',0),(10,1,'2009-10-17 00:23:10','2009-10-17 07:23:10','','DSC_0114','','inherit','open','open','','dsc_0114','','','2009-10-17 00:23:10','2009-10-17 07:23:10','',9,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_0114.JPG',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(11,1,'2009-10-17 00:26:26','2009-10-17 07:26:26','','DSC_0115','','inherit','open','open','','dsc_0115','','','2009-10-17 00:26:26','2009-10-17 07:26:26','',9,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_0115.JPG',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(13,1,'2009-10-17 00:39:32','2009-10-17 07:39:32','If there\'s one thing that is very important these days, it\'s having a way to get away from the reality of your life once in a while.\n\nI don\'t mean escaping as in cleaning out the bank account and leaving town. I just mean that if all you\'re doing is going to work in the morning, coming home in the evening and watching television before going to bed, it eventually catches up with you.\n\nI\'m a lucky guy. I basically retired when I was 58, although I didn\'t realize it at the time. I got fired after nearly 30 years in the newspaper business, which luckily for me lowered the stress level in my life about as much as it lowered by sense of self. I wasn\'t a journalist anymore, but I also wasn\'t driving 85 miles a day and taking orders from people I didn\'t much respect.\n\nI\'ve been writing a book that should be finished by the end of the year and I\'ve been doing a lot of reading, watching movies and pursuing the impossible dream of breaking 80 on the golf course. It\'s tough to improve your game when you only place once every two or three weeks, even when you play 36 holes, and my golf game is very erratic.\n\n<img class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-10\" title=\"DSC_0114\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_0114-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"DSC_0114\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" />\n\nSometimes, every once in a while, things happen just like we dream them. I\'ll never forget the time a couple of months ago when after shooting 45 on the front nine at Empire Lakes in Rancho Cucamonga, CA, I started the back nine with five consecutive pars. I had done that once before, but this time I attacked the next hole and actually birdied the par four 15th.\n\nThat left me one under on the back nine, and I finished with three consecutive bogeys to shoot 38, giving me a best-ever 83 for the round. I\'ve shot 85 since then, but I\'m mostly in the low nineties, occasionally breaking into the high eighties.\n\nIt\'s an infuriating game. On the same par three in the course of a day, I can put a tee shot five feet from the pin the first time and then slice badly the second time. I can sink a 20-foot putt on one hole and miss a three-footer on the next.\n\nIt literally makes me crazy, and I\'m not sure it\'s a great idea to have your hobbies making you crazy.\n\nBut there are few things in the world more beautiful than being on a well-kept golf course at sunrise, lining up your first shot of the day and driving it 200 yards down the middle of the fairway. I laugh when I look back at that sentence, because it tells me I\'m getting old. When I was 17, I thought there were few things in the world more beautiful than the lovely Cheryl Newman; now I\'m lusting after golf courses.\n\nOh, well.','It\'s our hobbies that let us escape','','inherit','open','open','','9-revision','','','2009-10-17 00:39:32','2009-10-17 07:39:32','',9,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=13',0,'revision','',0),(14,1,'2009-10-18 21:02:57','2009-10-19 04:02:57','We hear a lot these days about people and their \"BFFs.\"\r\n\r\nIt\'s not a difficult acronym to decipher, but I wonder how accurate it really is for most people. Of course nothing involving human life is \"forever,\" but I wonder how many people are fortunate enough to have someone who is their best friend from the time they meet until one of them dies.\r\n\r\nIt\'s pretty rare, I\'d wager.\r\n\r\nWell, I\'ve had a best friend for going on 45 years now, a friend I met when he was a little Mexican kid. Imagine my surprise when I learned he didn\'t have one drop of Latino blood, that he was in fact one of the whitest white men in the world.\r\n\r\n<em>Editor\'s note: Mike ...</em>\r\n\r\nWe kid because we love.\r\n\r\nI met Mick Curran in the summer of 1965 at the pool in Mosby Woods, the housing development where both of our families lived in Fairfax, Va. He was as brown as you could get without being subject to miscegenation laws, so my friend Steve Forner immediately tagged him with the nickname \"Pancho.\"\r\n\r\nHey, it was 1965.\r\n\r\nOf course I later learned he was actually half Italian and half Irish, and even though he was three years younger than me, we became close friends. We played ball together in all seasons -- baseball, football, basketball -- and we talked about an endless list of subjects. No one could have been a better friend than he was, and those are the kind of friendships that last.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_17\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"He&#39;s the man\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-17\" title=\"DSC_0137\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_01371-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"He\'s the man\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nHe stood as best man at both of my weddings, first in Arlington, Va., and then in Los Angeles. I missed his wedding in 1979 because my own marriage was falling apart.\r\n\r\nHe came to California in 1976 for graduate school at Southern Cal. He wanted to be the next Spielberg, and when that didn\'t work out, he settled for being a good husband and a wonderful father. His three children -- two of them grown now -- are his pride and joy, and I expect all three of them to make a mark in the world.\r\n\r\nMick hasn\'t had it easy. He\'s making a living by working as an adjunct professor at two Southern California community colleges, both of which have made the mistake of not hiring him full-time. Maybe he\'s too white, too male or too old, but I feel pretty confident in saying that he\'s one of the finest teachers at either of those schools.\r\n\r\nYeah, he\'s my BFF. My best friend forever, even though we\'ve reached a point where if we spend any time together more than once a month, it\'s a good month. Sadly even that will change next year when Nicole and I move back east to be closer to my family and our children. I might not see Mick even once a year then.\r\n\r\nBut he\'ll always be in my heart, just as he has been ever since I met that little Mexican kid 44 years ago this summer.','The real meaning of \'best friend forever\'','','publish','open','open','','the-real-meaning-of-best-friend-forever','','','2009-10-20 21:00:07','2009-10-21 04:00:07','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=14',0,'post','',0),(15,1,'2009-10-18 19:39:34','2009-10-19 02:39:34','','DSC_0137','','inherit','open','open','','dsc_0137','','','2009-10-18 19:39:34','2009-10-19 02:39:34','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_0137.JPG',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(16,1,'2009-10-18 19:36:33','2009-10-19 02:36:33','We hear a lot these days about people and their \"BFFs.\"\n\nIt\'s not a difficult acronym to decipher, but I wonder how accurate it really is for most people. Of course nothing involving human life is \"forever,\" but I wonder how many people are fortunate enough to have someone who is their best friend from the time they meet until one of them dies.\n\nIt\'s pretty rare, I\'d wager.\n\nWell, I\'ve had a best friend for going on 45 years now, a friend I met when he was a little Mexican kid. Imagine my surprise when I learned he didn\'t have one drop of Latino blood, that he was in fact one of the whitest white men in the world.\n\n<em>Editor\'s note: Mike ...</em>\n\nWe kid because we love.\n\nI met Mick Curran in the summer of 1965 at the pool in Mosby Woods, the housing development where both of our families lived in Fairfax, Va. He was as brown as you could get without being subject to miscegenation laws, so my friend Steve Forner immediately tagged him with the nickname \"Pancho.\"\n\nHey, it was 1965.\n\nOf course I later learned he was actually half Italian and half Irish, and even though he was three years younger than me, we became close friends. We played ball together in all seasons -- baseball, football, basketball -- and we talked about an endless list of subjects. No one could have been a better friend than he was, and those are the kind of friendships that last.\n\nHe stood as best man at both of my weddings, first in Arlington, Va., and then in Los Angeles. I missed his wedding in 1979 because my own marriage was falling apart.\n\nHe came to California in 1976 fro graduate school at Southern Cal. He wanted to be the next Spielberg, and when that didn\'t work out, he settled for being a good husband and a wonderful father. His three children -- two of them grown now -- are his pride and joy, and I expect all three of them to make a mark in the world.','','','inherit','open','open','','14-revision','','','2009-10-18 19:36:33','2009-10-19 02:36:33','',14,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=16',0,'revision','',0),(17,1,'2009-10-18 20:57:52','2009-10-19 03:57:52','','DSC_0137','He\'s the man','inherit','open','open','','dsc_0137-2','','','2009-10-18 20:57:52','2009-10-19 03:57:52','',14,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_01371.JPG',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(18,1,'2009-10-18 21:02:27','2009-10-19 04:02:27','We hear a lot these days about people and their \"BFFs.\"\n\nIt\'s not a difficult acronym to decipher, but I wonder how accurate it really is for most people. Of course nothing involving human life is \"forever,\" but I wonder how many people are fortunate enough to have someone who is their best friend from the time they meet until one of them dies.\n\nIt\'s pretty rare, I\'d wager.\n\nWell, I\'ve had a best friend for going on 45 years now, a friend I met when he was a little Mexican kid. Imagine my surprise when I learned he didn\'t have one drop of Latino blood, that he was in fact one of the whitest white men in the world.\n\n<em>Editor\'s note: Mike ...</em>\n\nWe kid because we love.\n\nI met Mick Curran in the summer of 1965 at the pool in Mosby Woods, the housing development where both of our families lived in Fairfax, Va. He was as brown as you could get without being subject to miscegenation laws, so my friend Steve Forner immediately tagged him with the nickname \"Pancho.\"\n\nHey, it was 1965.\n\nOf course I later learned he was actually half Italian and half Irish, and even though he was three years younger than me, we became close friends. We played ball together in all seasons -- baseball, football, basketball -- and we talked about an endless list of subjects. No one could have been a better friend than he was, and those are the kind of friendships that last.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_17\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"He&#39;s the man\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-17\" title=\"DSC_0137\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_01371-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"He\'s the man\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" />[/caption]\n\nHe stood as best man at both of my weddings, first in Arlington, Va., and then in Los Angeles. I missed his wedding in 1979 because my own marriage was falling apart.\n\nHe came to California in 1976 fro graduate school at Southern Cal. He wanted to be the next Spielberg, and when that didn\'t work out, he settled for being a good husband and a wonderful father. His three children -- two of them grown now -- are his pride and joy, and I expect all three of them to make a mark in the world.\n\nMick hasn\'t had it easy. He\'s making a living by working as an adjunct professor at two Southern California community colleges, both of which have made the mistake of not hiring him full-time. Maybe he\'s too white, too male or too old, but I feel pretty confident in saying that he\'s one of the finest teachers at either of those schools.\n\nYeah, he\'s my BFF. My best friend forever, even though we\'ve reached a point where if we spend any time together more than once a month, it\'s a good month. Sadly even that will change next year when Nicole and I move back east to be closer to my family and our children. I might not see Mick even once a year then.\n\nBut he\'ll always be in my heart, just as he has been ever since I met that little Mexican kid 44','','','inherit','open','open','','14-revision-2','','','2009-10-18 21:02:27','2009-10-19 04:02:27','',14,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=18',0,'revision','',0),(19,1,'2009-10-19 22:53:20','2009-10-20 05:53:20','','DSCN0074','I was the \'heart.\'','inherit','open','open','','dscn0074','','','2009-10-19 22:53:20','2009-10-20 05:53:20','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSCN0074.JPG',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(20,1,'2009-10-19 23:03:47','2009-10-20 06:03:47','What effect can one voice have?\r\n\r\nAmong all the millions of people in the world who have decided in recent years that the world is dying to hear what they have to say, why should I think I can make a difference?\r\n\r\nMaybe because I have in the past. For five years around the turn of the century, I wrote a three-times-weekly newspaper column for a suburban Los Angeles paper. It wasn\'t news analysis, it wasn\'t usually hard-hitting and it was rarely investigative journalism.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_19\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"I was the &#39;heart.&#39;\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-19\" title=\"DSCN0074\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSCN0074-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"I was the \'heart.\'\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nWhat it was, was a look at people and families trying to pursue their version of the American Dream in California. It was about their hopes and fears, their dreams and nightmares, as folks tried to do the right thing in a world where that isn\'t always easy.\r\n\r\nFor five years, I made a difference.\r\n\r\nWhen I asked readers to help someone down on their luck, they responded brilliantly. When I wrote about someone who was having trouble finding a donor for a liver transplant, a compatible donor came through.\r\n\r\nIt was the most amazing feeling you can imagine, and my only regret was that I was only able to do it for five years before new management decided my column was a luxury the budget couldn\'t afford.\r\n\r\nA few years later, they decided <em>I</em> was a luxury the budget couldn\'t afford, but that\'s another story.\r\n\r\nWriting a column wasn\'t the highlight of my life -- that\'s reserved for moments involving my wonderful wife, my amazing children and my little granddaughter -- but it\'s certainly something I remember fondly. It\'s also something that taught me that one voice speaking eloquently enough really can make a difference.\r\n\r\nWhen I was blogging on a different site a few years ago, a young woman commenter started out sounding extremely bitter and sarcastic. I tried being playful with her and letting her know she didn\'t have to be so angry, that there were people out there who would be happy to be her friends. In the end she said it changed her life.\r\n\r\nI\'ve used this story several times before, but it\'s one that still resonates with me. Two men were walking on the beach after a storm that had left literally thousands of starfish high and dry. One man walked along picking up starfish one by one and gently placing them back into the water. His friend looked at him quizzically, pointing out there were thousands of starfish and he couldn\'t possibly make a difference.\r\n\r\nHis friend picked up one more, put it into the water and replied, \"I made a difference to that one.\"\r\n\r\nOne voice can make a difference.','Yes, one voice can make a difference','','publish','open','open','','yes-one-voice-can-make-a-difference','','','2009-10-19 23:03:47','2009-10-20 06:03:47','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=20',0,'post','',0),(21,1,'2009-10-19 23:02:58','2009-10-20 06:02:58','What effect can one voice have?\n\nAmong all the millions of people in the world who have decided in recent years that the world is dying to hear what they have to say, why should I think I can make a difference?\n\nMaybe because I have in the past. For five years around the turn of the century, I wrote a three-times-weekly newspaper column for a suburban Los Angeles paper. It wasn\'t news analysis, it wasn\'t usually hard-hitting and it was rarely investigative journalism.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_19\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"I was the &#39;heart.&#39;\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-19\" title=\"DSCN0074\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSCN0074-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"I was the \'heart.\'\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\n\nWhat it was, was a look at people and families trying to pursue their version of the American Dream in California. It was about their hopes and fears, their dreams and nightmares, as folks tried to do the right thing in a world where that isn\'t always easy.\n\nFor five years, I made a difference.\n\nWhen I asked readers to help someone down on their luck, they responded brilliantly. When I wrote about someone who was having trouble finding a donor for a liver transplant, a compatible donor came through.\n\nIt was the most amazing feeling you can imagine, and my only regret was that I was only able to do it for five years before new management decided my column was a luxury the budget couldn\'t afford.\n\nA few years later, they decided <em>I</em> was a luxury the budget couldn\'t afford, but that\'s another story.\n\nWriting a column wasn\'t the highlight of my life -- that\'s reserved for moments involving my wonderful wife, my amazing children and my little granddaughter -- but it\'s certainly something I remember fondly. It\'s also something that taught me that one voice speaking eloquently enough really can make a difference.\n\nWhen I was blogging on a different site a few years ago, a young woman commenter started out sounding extremely bitter and sarcastic. I tried being playful with her and letting her know she didn\'t have to be so angry, that there were people out there who would be happy to be her friends. In the end she said it changed her life.\n\nI\'ve used this story several times before, but it\'s one that still resonates with me. Two men were walking on the beach after a storm that had left literally thousands of starfish high and dry. One man walked along picking up starfish one by one and gently placing them back into the water. His friend looked at him quizzically, pointing out there were thousands of starfish and he couldn\'t possibly','','','inherit','open','open','','20-revision','','','2009-10-19 23:02:58','2009-10-20 06:02:58','',20,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=21',0,'revision','',0),(22,1,'2009-10-18 21:02:57','2009-10-19 04:02:57','We hear a lot these days about people and their \"BFFs.\"\r\n\r\nIt\'s not a difficult acronym to decipher, but I wonder how accurate it really is for most people. Of course nothing involving human life is \"forever,\" but I wonder how many people are fortunate enough to have someone who is their best friend from the time they meet until one of them dies.\r\n\r\nIt\'s pretty rare, I\'d wager.\r\n\r\nWell, I\'ve had a best friend for going on 45 years now, a friend I met when he was a little Mexican kid. Imagine my surprise when I learned he didn\'t have one drop of Latino blood, that he was in fact one of the whitest white men in the world.\r\n\r\n<em>Editor\'s note: Mike ...</em>\r\n\r\nWe kid because we love.\r\n\r\nI met Mick Curran in the summer of 1965 at the pool in Mosby Woods, the housing development where both of our families lived in Fairfax, Va. He was as brown as you could get without being subject to miscegenation laws, so my friend Steve Forner immediately tagged him with the nickname \"Pancho.\"\r\n\r\nHey, it was 1965.\r\n\r\nOf course I later learned he was actually half Italian and half Irish, and even though he was three years younger than me, we became close friends. We played ball together in all seasons -- baseball, football, basketball -- and we talked about an endless list of subjects. No one could have been a better friend than he was, and those are the kind of friendships that last.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_17\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"He&#39;s the man\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-17\" title=\"DSC_0137\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_01371-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"He\'s the man\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nHe stood as best man at both of my weddings, first in Arlington, Va., and then in Los Angeles. I missed his wedding in 1979 because my own marriage was falling apart.\r\n\r\nHe came to California in 1976 fro graduate school at Southern Cal. He wanted to be the next Spielberg, and when that didn\'t work out, he settled for being a good husband and a wonderful father. His three children -- two of them grown now -- are his pride and joy, and I expect all three of them to make a mark in the world.\r\n\r\nMick hasn\'t had it easy. He\'s making a living by working as an adjunct professor at two Southern California community colleges, both of which have made the mistake of not hiring him full-time. Maybe he\'s too white, too male or too old, but I feel pretty confident in saying that he\'s one of the finest teachers at either of those schools.\r\n\r\nYeah, he\'s my BFF. My best friend forever, even though we\'ve reached a point where if we spend any time together more than once a month, it\'s a good month. Sadly even that will change next year when Nicole and I move back east to be closer to my family and our children. I might not see Mick even once a year then.\r\n\r\nBut he\'ll always be in my heart, just as he has been ever since I met that little Mexican kid 44 years ago this summer.','The real meaning of \'best friend forever\'','','inherit','open','open','','14-revision-3','','','2009-10-18 21:02:57','2009-10-19 04:02:57','',14,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=22',0,'revision','',0),(23,1,'2009-10-20 12:35:35','2009-10-20 19:35:35','If there\'s one thing that is very important these days, it\'s having a way to get away from the reality of your life once in a while.\n\nI don\'t mean escaping as in cleaning out the bank account and leaving town. I just mean that if all you\'re doing is going to work in the morning, coming home in the evening and watching television before going to bed, it eventually catches up with you.\n\nI\'m a lucky guy. I basically retired when I was 58, although I didn\'t realize it at the time. I got fired after nearly 30 years in the newspaper business, which luckily for me lowered the stress level in my life about as much as it lowered my sense of self. I wasn\'t a journalist anymore, but I also wasn\'t driving 85 miles a day and taking orders from people I didn\'t much respect.\n\nI\'ve been writing a book that should be finished by the end of the year and I\'ve been doing a lot of reading, watching movies and pursuing the impossible dream of breaking 80 on the golf course. It\'s tough to improve your game when you only play once every two or three weeks, even when you play 36 holes, and my golf game is very erratic.\n\n<img class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-10\" title=\"DSC_0114\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_0114-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"DSC_0114\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" />\n\nSometimes, every once in a while, things happen just like we dream them. I\'ll never forget the time a couple of months ago when after shooting 45 on the front nine at Empire Lakes in Rancho Cucamonga, CA, I started the back nine with five consecutive pars. I had done that once before, but this time I attacked the next hole and actually birdied the par four 15th.\n\nThat left me one under on the back nine, and I finished with three consecutive bogeys to shoot 38, giving me a best-ever 83 for the round. I\'ve shot 85 since then, but I\'m mostly in the low nineties, occasionally breaking into the high eighties.\n\nIt\'s an infuriating game. On the same par three in the course of a day, I can put a tee shot five feet from the pin the first time and then slice badly the second time. I can sink a 20-foot putt on one hole and miss a three-footer on the next.\n\nIt literally makes me crazy, and I\'m not sure it\'s a great idea to have your hobbies making you crazy.\n\nBut there are few things in the world more beautiful than being on a well-kept golf course at sunrise, lining up your first shot of the day and driving it 200 yards down the middle of the fairway. I laugh when I look back at that sentence, because it tells me I\'m getting old. When I was 17, I thought there were few things in the world more beautiful than the lovely Cheryl Newman; now I\'m lusting after golf courses.\n\nOh, well.','It\'s our hobbies that let us escape','','inherit','open','open','','9-autosave','','','2009-10-20 12:35:35','2009-10-20 19:35:35','',9,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=23',0,'revision','',0),(24,1,'2009-10-17 00:40:08','2009-10-17 07:40:08','If there\'s one thing that is very important these days, it\'s having a way to get away from the reality of your life once in a while.\r\n\r\nI don\'t mean escaping as in cleaning out the bank account and leaving town. I just mean that if all you\'re doing is going to work in the morning, coming home in the evening and watching television before going to bed, it eventually catches up with you.\r\n\r\nI\'m a lucky guy. I basically retired when I was 58, although I didn\'t realize it at the time. I got fired after nearly 30 years in the newspaper business, which luckily for me lowered the stress level in my life about as much as it lowered by sense of self. I wasn\'t a journalist anymore, but I also wasn\'t driving 85 miles a day and taking orders from people I didn\'t much respect.\r\n\r\nI\'ve been writing a book that should be finished by the end of the year and I\'ve been doing a lot of reading, watching movies and pursuing the impossible dream of breaking 80 on the golf course. It\'s tough to improve your game when you only place once every two or three weeks, even when you play 36 holes, and my golf game is very erratic.\r\n\r\n<img class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-10\" title=\"DSC_0114\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_0114-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"DSC_0114\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" />\r\n\r\nSometimes, every once in a while, things happen just like we dream them. I\'ll never forget the time a couple of months ago when after shooting 45 on the front nine at Empire Lakes in Rancho Cucamonga, CA, I started the back nine with five consecutive pars. I had done that once before, but this time I attacked the next hole and actually birdied the par four 15th.\r\n\r\nThat left me one under on the back nine, and I finished with three consecutive bogeys to shoot 38, giving me a best-ever 83 for the round. I\'ve shot 85 since then, but I\'m mostly in the low nineties, occasionally breaking into the high eighties.\r\n\r\nIt\'s an infuriating game. On the same par three in the course of a day, I can put a tee shot five feet from the pin the first time and then slice badly the second time. I can sink a 20-foot putt on one hole and miss a three-footer on the next.\r\n\r\nIt literally makes me crazy, and I\'m not sure it\'s a great idea to have your hobbies making you crazy.\r\n\r\nBut there are few things in the world more beautiful than being on a well-kept golf course at sunrise, lining up your first shot of the day and driving it 200 yards down the middle of the fairway. I laugh when I look back at that sentence, because it tells me I\'m getting old. When I was 17, I thought there were few things in the world more beautiful than the lovely Cheryl Newman; now I\'m lusting after golf courses.\r\n\r\nOh, well.','It\'s our hobbies that let us escape','','inherit','open','open','','9-revision-2','','','2009-10-17 00:40:08','2009-10-17 07:40:08','',9,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=24',0,'revision','',0),(25,1,'2009-10-20 12:29:49','2009-10-20 19:29:49','We hear a lot these days about people and their \"BFFs.\"\r\n\r\nIt\'s not a difficult acronym to decipher, but I wonder how accurate it really is for most people. Of course nothing involving human life is \"forever,\" but I wonder how many people are fortunate enough to have someone who is their best friend from the time they meet until one of them dies.\r\n\r\nIt\'s pretty rare, I\'d wager.\r\n\r\nWell, I\'ve had a best friend for going on 45 years now, a friend I met when he was a little Mexican kid. Imagine my surprise when I learned he didn\'t have one drop of Latino blood, that he was in fact one of the whitest white men in the world.\r\n\r\n<em>Editor\'s note: Mike ...</em>\r\n\r\nWe kid because we love.\r\n\r\nI met Mick Curran in the summer of 1965 at the pool in Mosby Woods, the housing development where both of our families lived in Fairfax, Va. He was as brown as you could get without being subject to miscegenation laws, so my friend Steve Forner immediately tagged him with the nickname \"Pancho.\"\r\n\r\nHey, it was 1965.\r\n\r\nOf course I later learned he was actually half Italian and half Irish, and even though he was three years younger than me, we became close friends. We played ball together in all seasons -- baseball, football, basketball -- and we talked about an endless list of subjects. No one could have been a better friend than he was, and those are the kind of friendships that last.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_17\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"He&#39;s the man\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-17\" title=\"DSC_0137\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_01371-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"He\'s the man\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nHe stood as best man at both of my weddings, first in Arlington, Va., and then in Los Angeles. I missed his wedding in 1979 because my own marriage was falling apart.\r\n\r\nHe came to California in 1976 for graduate school at Southern Cal. He wanted to be the next Spielberg, and when that didn\'t work out, he settled for being a good husband and a wonderful father. His three children -- two of them grown now -- are his pride and joy, and I expect all three of them to make a mark in the world.\r\n\r\nMick hasn\'t had it easy. He\'s making a living by working as an adjunct professor at two Southern California community colleges, both of which have made the mistake of not hiring him full-time. Maybe he\'s too white, too male or too old, but I feel pretty confident in saying that he\'s one of the finest teachers at either of those schools.\r\n\r\nYeah, he\'s my BFF. My best friend forever, even though we\'ve reached a point where if we spend any time together more than once a month, it\'s a good month. Sadly even that will change next year when Nicole and I move back east to be closer to my family and our children. I might not see Mick even once a year then.\r\n\r\nBut he\'ll always be in my heart, just as he has been ever since I met that little Mexican kid 44 years ago this summer.','The real meaning of \'best friend forever\'','','inherit','open','open','','14-revision-4','','','2009-10-20 12:29:49','2009-10-20 19:29:49','',14,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=25',0,'revision','',0),(26,1,'2009-10-21 23:11:04','2009-10-22 06:11:04','','abbeyroad-frontcover','And in the end ...','inherit','open','open','','abbeyroad-frontcover','','','2009-10-21 23:11:04','2009-10-22 06:11:04','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/abbeyroad-frontcover.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(27,1,'2009-10-21 23:32:41','2009-10-22 06:32:41','My wife Nicole has been listening to some fascinating CDs lately.\r\n\r\nIt\'s a presentation titled \"I Believe,\" where they ask a lot of people -- both famous and non-famous -- to sum up their philosophy of life in one sentence beginning with the words \"I believe ...\"\r\n\r\nIt\'s interesting. Colin Powell, for one, said \"I believe in the United States of America.\" I\'m sure many people who either immigrated here or whose parents did feel the same way, and I\'m equally sure that those of us whose families have been here a long time probably tend to take it for granted.\r\n\r\nMy lovely wife, an immigrant from France more than 20 years ago and a U.S. citizen for the last 10, takes great pride in calling herself an American. In fact, when people notice her accent and ask her where she\'s from, she responds with one short sentence.\r\n\r\n<em>\"I\'m an American.\"</em>\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_26\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"And in the end ...\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-26\" title=\"abbeyroad-frontcover\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/abbeyroad-frontcover-300x294.jpg\" alt=\"And in the end ...\" width=\"300\" height=\"294\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nHer sentence was one that says so much about her. In spite of all the things she has been through in her life, the sentence she came up with, the thing she has always believed, was \"I believe in the goodness of life.\"\r\n\r\nMine was relatively easy too. In fact, the thing I strongly believe is something the Beatles said all the way back in 1969 on their wonderful album \"Abbey Road.\"\r\n\r\nThey said it this way:\r\n\r\n<em>\"And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.\"</em>\r\n\r\nIn fact, except for the goofy little ditty \"Her Majesty\" that ended the album, that line was the last line of lyrics ever put on a Beatle album.\r\n\r\nSo I won\'t say it exactly that way, because that would be trite. The way I would put it means the same thing, but it isn\'t about \"taking.\"\r\n\r\nI believe that the love you get from others is equal to the love you give.\r\n\r\nIt doesn\'t always work out the same for each person in your life. There are some people who love us more than we love them, and vice versa, but when all is said and done, I think it comes out about even.\r\n\r\nLoving people are loved by others.\r\n\r\nIt took me a long time to become one of those people. I know I got a lot more love from my family growing up than I gave back, but I think maybe it was balanced out by all the girls I thought I loved when I was young who didn\'t even know I existed.\r\n\r\nBut in the end, the love you take <em>is</em> equal to the love you make.\r\n\r\nIt\'s really that simple.','A philosophy of life in one sentence?','','publish','open','open','','a-philosophy-of-life-in-one-sentence','','','2009-10-31 21:45:29','2009-11-01 04:45:29','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=27',0,'post','',0),(28,1,'2009-10-21 23:31:41','2009-10-22 06:31:41','My wife Nicole has been listening to some fascinating CDs lately.\n\nIt\'s a presentation titled \"I Believe,\" where they ask a lot of people -- both famous and non-famous -- to sum up their philosophy of life in one sentence beginning with the words \"I believe ...\"\n\nIt\'s interesting. Colin Powell, for one, said \"I believe in the United States of America.\" I\'m sure many people who either immigrated here or whose parents did feel the same way, and I\'m equally sure that those of us whose families have been here a long time probably tend to take it for granted.\n\nMy lovely wife, an immigrant from France more than 20 years ago and a U.S. citizen for the last 10, takes great pride in calling herself an American. In fact, when people notice her accent and ask her where she\'s from, she responds with one short sentence.\n\n<em>\"I\'m an American.\"</em>\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_26\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"And in the end ...\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-26\" title=\"abbeyroad-frontcover\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/abbeyroad-frontcover-300x294.jpg\" alt=\"And in the end ...\" width=\"300\" height=\"294\" />[/caption]\n\nHer sentence was one that says so much about her. In spite of all the things she has been through in her life, the sentence she came up with, the thing she has always believed, was \"I believe in the goodness of life.\"\n\nMine was relatively easy too. In fact, the thing I strongly believe is something the Beatles said all the way back in 1969 on their wonderful album \"Abbey Road.\"\n\nThey said it this way:\n\n<em>\"And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.\"</em>\n\nIn fact, except for the goofy little ditty \"Her Majesty\" that ended the album, that line was the last line of lyrics ever put on a Beatle album.\n\nSo I won\'t say it exactly that way, because that would be trite. The way I would put it means the same thing, but it isn\'t about \"taking.\"\n\nI believe that the love you get from others is equal to the love you give.\n\nIt doesn\'t always work out the same for each person in your life. There are some people who love us more than we love them, and vice versa, but when all is said and done, I think it comes out about even.\n\nLoving people are loved by others.\n\nIt took me a long time to become one of those people. I know I got a lot more love from my family growing up than I gave back, but I think maybe it was balanced out','A philosophy of life in one sentence?','','inherit','open','open','','27-revision','','','2009-10-21 23:31:41','2009-10-22 06:31:41','',27,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=28',0,'revision','',0),(29,1,'2009-10-21 23:32:41','2009-10-22 06:32:41','My wife Nicole has been listening to some fascinating CDs lately.\n\nIt\'s a presentation titled \"I Believe,\" where they ask a lot of people -- both famous and non-famous -- to sum up their philosophy of life in one sentence beginning with the words \"I believe ...\"\n\nIt\'s interesting. Colin Powell, for one, said \"I believe in the United States of America.\" I\'m sure many people who either immigrated here or whose parents did feel the same way, and I\'m equally sure that those of us whose families have been here a long time probably tend to take it for granted.\n\nMy lovely wife, an immigrant from France more than 20 years ago and a U.S. citizen for the last 10, takes great pride in calling herself an American. In fact, when people notice her accent and ask her where she\'s from, she responds with one short sentence.\n\n<em>\"I\'m an American.\"</em>\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_26\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"And in the end ...\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-26\" title=\"abbeyroad-frontcover\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/abbeyroad-frontcover-300x294.jpg\" alt=\"And in the end ...\" width=\"300\" height=\"294\" />[/caption]\n\nHer sentence was one that says so much about her. In spite of all the things she has been through in her life, the sentence she came up with, the thing she has always believed, was \"I believe in the goodness of life.\"\n\nMine was relatively easy too. In fact, the thing I strongly believe is something the Beatles said all the way back in 1969 on their wonderful album \"Abbey Road.\"\n\nThey said it this way:\n\n<em>\"And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.\"</em>\n\nIn fact, except for the goofy little ditty \"Her Majesty\" that ended the album, that line was the last line of lyrics ever put on a Beatle album.\n\nSo I won\'t say it exactly that way, because that would be trite. The way I would put it means the same thing, but it isn\'t about \"taking.\"\n\nI believe that the love you get from others is equal to the love you give.\n\nIt doesn\'t always work out the same for each person in your life. There are some people who love us more than we love them, and vice versa, but when all is said and done, I think it comes out about even.\n\nLoving people are loved by others.\n\nIt took me a long time to become one of those people. I know I got a lot more love from my family growing up than I gave back, but I think maybe it was balanced out my all the girls I thought I loved when I was young who didn\'t even know I existed.\n\nBut in the end, the love you take <em>is</em> equal to the love you make.\n\nIt\'s really that simple.','A philosophy of life in one sentence?','','inherit','open','open','','27-autosave','','','2009-10-21 23:32:41','2009-10-22 06:32:41','',27,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=29',0,'revision','',0),(30,1,'2009-10-25 15:00:09','2009-10-25 22:00:09','I have been thinking a lot about love lately.\r\n\r\nMaybe it\'s because I\'m rocketing toward another one of those birthdays with a zero at the end of it, or maybe it\'s because I am seeing an analyst for the third time in my life. But actually, I think it\'s just because I have reached a point in my life where I feel more love toward others and receive more love from others than ever before.\r\n\r\nMostly it\'s my lovely wife. A week from tomorrow, Nicole and I will celebrate the 17th anniversary of our marriage. We have been through a lot together, both good and bad, and we have raised two amazing children together. Both Pauline and Virgile are out of college, married and started in their careers, and we are blessed that both of them are close to us and to each other and that neither of them seems to be on track for writing a \"Mommy/Daddy Dearest\" memoir anytime soon.\r\n\r\nWe have a granddaughter, too. I\'m sure every grandparent considers their descendants the most amazing, beautiful baby in the world, but I don\'t think many of them could hold a candle to little Madison Nicole Kastner. Her parents have done a wonderful job with her so far, and I couldn\'t be more proud of Pauline or Ryan. I\'m looking forward to their second effort in a couple of years, just as I\'m looking forward to Virgile and Sterling having their first child at some point in the future.\r\n\r\nEarly next summer, Pauline, Ryan and Maddie will head off to Indonesia for a few years, and later in the summer Virgile and Sterling will leave for Greece and their first posting.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_31\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"King of the mountain\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-31\" title=\"DSCN0067\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSCN0067-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"King of the mountain\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI\'m so happy with all of this that it sometimes makes me feel like the king of the mountain. In fact, I\'ve reached a point in my life when I\'m actually ready to go home again -- or at least go close to home. You see, through all my years of unhappiness in my younger days, I always dreamed of living in California.\r\n\r\nI don\'t know exactly why. Maybe it was all those Beach Boys songs, or maybe it was just that I saw California as the only place in my life where nothing bad had ever happened. Of course I was less than a year old when my parents moved away from where I was born, so I probably wouldn\'t know if anything had. Sometimes that\'s enough.\r\n\r\nThe problem was, as the old song goes, that I could get back to the place but not the time. I have started reading Kevin Starr\'s wonderful history <a title=\"Golden Dreams\" href=\"http://www.theatlantic.com/doc/200907/california\" target=\"_self\">\"Golden Dreams,\"</a> which tells the California story in the era 1950-63. I was born a month before the beginning of that era and was 14 when it ended. That was when I really wanted to be here, not 1990 when the dream was slipping away for so many people.\r\n\r\nIt is certainly possible that I came here to get as far away as I could from my broken first marriage, or from all the twisted and failed dreams of my younger days. But all that is past now and I want to be closer to the people I love and the people who love me.\r\n\r\nSo we\'ll move, and that brings to mind a nice Jodee Messina song from a few years back.\r\n\r\n<em>\"Heads, Carolina, Tails, California. Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer. Up in the mountains, down by the ocean. Where? It don\'t matter, as long as we\'re goin\' ...\"</em>\r\n\r\nWe\'ve got a few choices. Nicole and I both want to live in an \"active-adult\" community, and we have been researching a couple of new ones the Del Webb organization is building in the Southeast. There\'s Carolina Lakes, which is just southwest of Charlotte, N.C., across the border in South Carolina, and there\'s Lake Providence, just outside of Nashville in Tennessee.\r\n\r\nWhen we go to Virginia for Christmas, we\'re going to take an extra week after the first of the year to scout both of them out. In all likelihood, we\'ll pick one of the two and buy a lot along with a floor plan. The Webb people will build the house and we\'ll move there sometime next year. In either place, we\'ll be a day\'s drive from the Washington, D.C., area, so we can go visiting anytime we want.\r\n\r\nIt\'s going to be good to be back home again.','Heads Carolina, tails ... Tennessee?','','publish','open','open','','heads-carolina-tails-tennessee','','','2009-10-25 15:00:09','2009-10-25 22:00:09','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=30',0,'post','',0),(31,1,'2009-10-25 13:10:27','2009-10-25 20:10:27','','DSCN0067','King of the mountain','inherit','open','open','','dscn0067','','','2009-10-25 13:10:27','2009-10-25 20:10:27','',30,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSCN0067.JPG',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(32,1,'2009-10-25 14:59:17','2009-10-25 21:59:17','I have been thinking a lot about love lately.\n\nMaybe it\'s because I\'m rocketing toward another one of those birthdays with a zero at the end of it, or maybe it\'s because I am seeing an analyst for the third time in my life. But actually, I think it\'s just because I have reached a point in my life where I feel more love toward others and receive more love from others than ever before.\n\nMostly it\'s my lovely wife. A week from tomorrow, Nicole and I will celebrate the 17th anniversary of our marriage. We have been through a lot together, both good and bad, and we have raised two amazing children together. Both Pauline and Virgile are out of college, married and started in their careers, and we are blessed that both of them are close to us and to each other and that neither of them seems to be on track for writing a \"Mommy/Daddy Dearest\" memoir anytime soon.\n\nWe have a granddaughter, too. I\'m sure every grandparent considers their descendants the most amazing, beautiful baby in the world, but I don\'t think many of them could hold a candle to little Madison Nicole Kastner. Her parents have done a wonderful job with her so far, and I couldn\'t be more proud of Pauline or Ryan. I\'m looking forward to their second effort in a couple of years, just as I\'m looking forward to Virgile and Sterling having their first child at some point in the future.\n\nEarly next summer, Pauline, Ryan and Maddie will head off to Indonesia for a few years, and later in the summer Virgile and Sterling will leave for Greece and their first posting.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_31\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"King of the mountain\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-31\" title=\"DSCN0067\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSCN0067-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"King of the mountain\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\n\nI\'m so happy with all of this that it sometimes makes me feel like the king of the mountain. In fact, I\'ve reached a point in my life when I\'m actually ready to go home again -- or at least go close to home. You see, through all my years of unhappiness in my younger days, I always dreamed of living in California.\n\nI don\'t know exactly why. Maybe it was all those Beach Boys songs, or maybe it was just that I saw California as the only place in my life where nothing bad had ever happened. Of course I was less than a year old when my parents moved away from where I was born, so I probably wouldn\'t know if anything had. Sometimes that\'s enough.\n\nThe problem was, as the old song goes, that I could get back to the place but not the time. I have started reading Kevin Starr\'s wonderful history <a title=\"Golden Dreams\" href=\"http://www.theatlantic.com/doc/200907/california\" target=\"_self\">\"Golden Dreams,\"</a> which tells the California story in the era 1950-63. I was born a month before the beginning of that era and was 14 when it ended. That was when I really wanted to be here, not 1990 when the dream was slipping away for so many people.\n\nIt is certainly possible that I came here to get as far away as I could from my broken first marriage, or from all the twisted and failed dreams of my younger days. But all that is past now and I want to be closer to the people I love and the people who love me.\n\nSo we\'ll move, and that brings to mind a nice Jodee Messina song from a few years back.\n\n<em>\"Heads, Carolina, Tails, California. Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer. Up in the mountains, down by the ocean. Where? It don\'t matter, as long as we\'re goin\' ...\"</em>\n\nWe\'ve got a few choices. Nicole and I both want to live in an \"active-adult\" community, and we have been researching a couple of new ones the Del Webb organization is building in the Southeast. There\'s Carolina Lakes, which is just southwest of Charlotte, N.C., across the border in South Carolina, and there\'s Lake Providence, just outside of Nashville in Tennessee.\n\nWhen we go to Virginia for Christmas, we\'re going to take an extra week after the first of the year to scout both of them out. In all likelihood, we\'ll pick one of the two and buy a lot along with a floor plan. The Webb people will build the house and we\'ll move there sometime next year. In either place, we\'','Heads Carolina, tails ... Tennessee?','','inherit','open','open','','30-revision','','','2009-10-25 14:59:17','2009-10-25 21:59:17','',30,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=32',0,'revision','',0),(33,1,'2009-10-27 21:11:43','2009-10-28 04:11:43','<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/1ejInMOws-Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/1ejInMOws-Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\r\n\r\nI wonder why it was that popular music was so damned optimistic when I was in high school.\r\n\r\nWhether it was all those happy surfing songs from the Beach Boys and Jan &amp; Dean, or the amazingly upbeat sound of the Beatles, it just seemed like there was so much to be happy about.\r\n\r\nOne song that really struck me from the spring of my 17th year was \"Green Grass,\" by Gary Lewis and the Playboys. It\'s one of those songs that sort of fell through the cracks on a lot of the Oldies stations. Just about all you ever hear from Gary Lewis anymore is \"This Diamond Ring,\" just as it\'s rare to hear anything other than \"Happy Together\" by the Turtles. Most of the Oldies stations on FM radio have fairly tight playlists.\r\n\r\nThat\'s one reason I was so happy to get satellite radio three or four years ago. When I\'d listen to the \"Sixties on (channel) 6\" station on XM Radio, I would hear songs that I had loved but had all but forgotten over the last 40 years. \"Green Grass\" was one of those songs.\r\n\r\nIt\'s all about early spring, about the snow melting and the signs that the Earth is once again turning toward the sun. Summer with all its pleasures isn\'t far off.\r\n\r\n<em>\"Green grass, \'round my window, young leaves that the wind blows ...\"</em>\r\n\r\nNothing spectacular about it. Spring comes every year, but to hear a song like that near the end of a long winter is to smile and know that even something as annoying as winter eventually ends.\r\n\r\nSo upbeat, so optimistic.\r\n\r\nOf course, I <em>was</em> 16.','At 16, optimistic songs really ring true','','publish','open','open','','at-16-optimistic-songs-really-ring-true','','','2009-10-31 15:01:48','2009-10-31 22:01:48','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=33',0,'post','',0),(34,1,'2009-10-27 21:10:58','2009-10-28 04:10:58','<a href=\"http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ejInMOws-Q\">\\\"Green Grass\\\"</a>\n\nI wonder why it was that popular music was so damned optimistic when I was in high school.\n\nWhether it was all those happy surfing songs from the Beach Boys and Jan &amp; Dean, or the amazingly upbeat sound of the Beatles, it just seemed like there was so much to be happy about.\n\nOne song that really struck me from the spring of my 17th year was \"Green Grass,\" by Gary Lewis and the Playboys. It\'s one of those songs that sort of fell through the cracks on a lot of the Oldies stations. Just about all you ever hear from Gary Lewis anymore is \"This Diamond Ring,\" just as it\'s rare to hear anything other than \"Happy Together\" by the Turtles. Most of the Oldies stations on FM radio have fairly tight playlists.\n\nThat\'s one reason I was so happy to get satellite radio three or four years ago. When I\'d listen to the \"Sixties on (channel) 6\" station on XM Radio, I would hear songs that I had loved by had all but forgotten over the last 40 years. \"Green Grass\" was one of those songs.\n\nIt\'s all about early spring, about the snow melting and the signs that the Earth is once again turning toward the sun. Summer with all its pleasures isn\'t far off.\n\n<em>\"Green grass, \'round my window, young leaves that the wind blows ...\"</em>\n\nNothing spectacular about it. Spring comes every year, but to hear a song like that near the end of a long winter is to smile and know that even something as annoying as winter eventually','','','inherit','open','open','','33-revision','','','2009-10-27 21:10:58','2009-10-28 04:10:58','',33,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=34',0,'revision','',0),(35,1,'2009-10-27 21:11:43','2009-10-28 04:11:43','<a href=\"http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ejInMOws-Q\">\\\"Green Grass\\\"</a>\r\n\r\nI wonder why it was that popular music was so damned optimistic when I was in high school.\r\n\r\nWhether it was all those happy surfing songs from the Beach Boys and Jan &amp; Dean, or the amazingly upbeat sound of the Beatles, it just seemed like there was so much to be happy about.\r\n\r\nOne song that really struck me from the spring of my 17th year was \"Green Grass,\" by Gary Lewis and the Playboys. It\'s one of those songs that sort of fell through the cracks on a lot of the Oldies stations. Just about all you ever hear from Gary Lewis anymore is \"This Diamond Ring,\" just as it\'s rare to hear anything other than \"Happy Together\" by the Turtles. Most of the Oldies stations on FM radio have fairly tight playlists.\r\n\r\nThat\'s one reason I was so happy to get satellite radio three or four years ago. When I\'d listen to the \"Sixties on (channel) 6\" station on XM Radio, I would hear songs that I had loved by had all but forgotten over the last 40 years. \"Green Grass\" was one of those songs.\r\n\r\nIt\'s all about early spring, about the snow melting and the signs that the Earth is once again turning toward the sun. Summer with all its pleasures isn\'t far off.\r\n\r\n<em>\"Green grass, \'round my window, young leaves that the wind blows ...\"</em>\r\n\r\nNothing spectacular about it. Spring comes every year, but to hear a song like that near the end of a long winter is to smile and know that even something as annoying as winter eventually ends.\r\n\r\nSo upbeat, so optimistic.\r\n\r\nOf course, I <em>was</em> 16.','At 16, optimistic songs really ring true','','inherit','open','open','','33-revision-2','','','2009-10-27 21:11:43','2009-10-28 04:11:43','',33,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=35',0,'revision','',0),(36,1,'2009-10-27 23:35:47','2009-10-28 06:35:47','I\'ve been blogging since before it was called blogging. My first site went up in September 2000, and I\'ve written for a variety of sites since then. I do political writing under the name California Mike on <a href=\"http://www.allvoices.com\">All Voices</a> and the writing I do here is a little bit different. I\'m trying to look at the issues that regular folks deal with on a daily basis in the first decade of the 21st century.\n\nIf I\'m lucky, I can make you laugh, make you cry, touch your heart or maybe tell you something you didn\'t already know.\n\nMe, I\'m a retired journalist who loves his wife more than anything in the world. I\'ve got two great kids and an amazing grandchild.\n\nI\'m the luckiest guy in the world.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_37\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"On the right, I was the heart\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-37\" title=\"DSCN0074\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSCN00741-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"On the right, I was the heart\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]','About','','inherit','open','open','','2-autosave','','','2009-10-27 23:35:47','2009-10-28 06:35:47','',2,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=36',0,'revision','',0),(37,1,'2009-10-27 23:35:10','2009-10-28 06:35:10','','DSCN0074','On the right, I was the heart','inherit','open','open','','dscn0074-2','','','2009-10-27 23:35:10','2009-10-28 06:35:10','',2,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSCN00741.JPG',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(38,1,'2009-10-16 14:52:25','2009-10-16 18:52:25','This is an example of a WordPress page, you could edit this to put information about yourself or your site so readers know where you are coming from. You can create as many pages like this one or sub-pages as you like and manage all of your content inside of WordPress.','About','','inherit','open','open','','2-revision','','','2009-10-16 14:52:25','2009-10-16 18:52:25','',2,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=38',0,'revision','',0),(39,1,'2009-10-28 22:30:01','2009-10-29 05:30:01','[caption id=\"attachment_40\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"110\" caption=\"Say it ain&#39;t so.\"]<img class=\"size-full wp-image-40\" title=\"dream\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/dream.jpg\" alt=\"Say it ain\'t so.\" width=\"110\" height=\"80\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nThere are times I find myself wondering if the sentiment in the sign in the picture might just be true.\r\n\r\nI hope it isn\'t. The American Dream is another one of those wonderful things that come to us courtesy of American exceptionalism. After all, have you ever heard of the \"Greek Dream?\" Or the \"Chinese Dream?\"\r\n\r\nNope, even though I would imagine folks in those countries and most others want the same things for themselves and their children that we do here in the USA. A nice home in a safe neighborhood, good food and warm clothes, a good education and a future better than the present.\r\n\r\nI don\'t know what\'s happening in many of these other countries, but I worry that it\'s starting to slip away here. We\'re living in a country now where the top 1 percent of wage earners have as much wealth as the bottom 50 percent, and that\'s pretty dangerous territory for a democracy, a republic or whatever you want to call what we\'ve got.\r\n\r\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/EHtZJC_4YmE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/EHtZJC_4YmE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\r\n\r\nBut the problem is about a lot more than money. We aren\'t doing a very good job of educating our children anymore. Census Bureau statistics say 20 percent of American adults are functionally illiterate and another 20 percent don\'t have the literacy skills to do a job as simple as shift leader at a fast-food restaurant. Roughly half of all adults can\'t balance a checkbook or understand the instructions on a prescription bottle.\r\n\r\nAnd when they do learn?\r\n\r\nWhat are we teaching them then? That making money is the height of achievement? That might makes right, and it\'s all right for us to throw our power around on the international scene?\r\n\r\nThat isn\'t what my parents taught me. It isn\'t what I have taught my children, and I don\'t believe it will be what they teach theirs.\r\n\r\nIn the end, all that really matters is the way we treat other people. Every major religion and most of the minor ones are based on the law of reciprocity. We also know it as the Golden Rule.\r\n\r\nIf we would all practice that, I do believe our dreams will live forever.','American Dream depends on reciprocity','','publish','open','open','','american-dream-depends-on-reciprocity','','','2009-10-28 22:30:01','2009-10-29 05:30:01','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=39',0,'post','',0),(40,1,'2009-10-28 22:16:57','2009-10-29 05:16:57','','dream','Say it ain\'t so.','inherit','open','open','','dream','','','2009-10-28 22:16:57','2009-10-29 05:16:57','',39,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/dream.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(41,1,'2009-10-28 22:29:32','2009-10-29 05:29:32','[caption id=\"attachment_40\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"110\" caption=\"Say it ain&#39;t so.\"]<img class=\"size-full wp-image-40\" title=\"dream\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/dream.jpg\" alt=\"Say it ain\'t so.\" width=\"110\" height=\"80\" />[/caption]\n\nThere are times I find myself wondering if the sentiment in the sign in the picture might just be true.\n\nI hope it isn\'t. The American Dream is another one of those wonderful things that come to us courtesy of American exceptionalism. After all, have you ever heard of the \"Greek Dream?\" Or the \"Chinese Dream?\"\n\nNope, even though I would imagine folks in those countries and most others want the same things for themselves and their children that we do here in the USA. A nice home in a safe neighborhood, good food and warm clothes, a good education and a future better than the present.\n\nI don\'t know what\'s happening in many of these other countries, but I worry that it\'s starting to slip away here. We\'re living in a country now where the top 1 percent of wage earners have as much wealth as the bottom 50 percent, and that\'s pretty dangerous territory for a democracy, a republic or whatever you want to call what we\'ve got.\n\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/EHtZJC_4YmE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/EHtZJC_4YmE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\n\nBut the problem is about a lot more than money. We aren\'t doing a very good job of educating our children anymore. Census Bureau statistics say 20 percent of American adults are functionally illiterate and another 20 percent don\'t have the literacy skills to do a job as simple as shift leader at a fast-food restaurant. Roughly half of all adults can\'t balance a checkbook or understand the instructions on a prescription bottle.\n\nAnd when they do learn?\n\nWhat are we teaching them then? That making money is the height of achievement? That might makes right, and it\'s all right for us to throw our power around on the international scene?\n\nThat isn\'t what my parents taught me. It isn\'t what I have taught my children, and I don\'t believe it will be what they teach theirs.\n\nIn the end, all that really matters is the way we treat other people. Every major religion and most of the minor ones are based on the law of reciprocity. We also know it as the Golden Rule.\n\nIf we would all practice that,','','','inherit','open','open','','39-revision','','','2009-10-28 22:29:32','2009-10-29 05:29:32','',39,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=41',0,'revision','',0),(42,1,'2009-10-29 23:18:09','2009-10-30 06:18:09','I love baseball, but I doubt that I will watch one minute of the current World Series.\r\n\r\nJust a week ago, I was like a lot of other Southland baseball fans, hoping for a Series between the Dodgers and the Angels, something that has never happened before. Both teams made it to their respective League Championship Series, but the Phillies knocked the Dodgers out and the Yankees outlasted the Angels. I don\'t particularly like the Yankees or the Phillies, and I don\'t watch much sports anyway, so I\'ll pass.\r\n\r\nI only made it to one ballgame this year, which is sort of disappointing. I did get to see the game in a stadium I\'ve never visited before -- Seattle\'s Safeco Field -- so I can check that off my list in my quest to see games in every major league city. I took my son Virgile, his fiancee Sterling and Virgile\'s French half-brother Joe to see the Mariners play the Yankees in August. I spent a lot of time trying out my new camera, and I actually managed to get one amazing photo with Ichiro Suzuki at bat.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_44\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Maddie&#39;s first ballgame\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-44\" title=\"maddie mariners\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-mariners-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Maddie\'s first ballgame\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nThe shot I got shows the ball just after making contact with his bat.\r\n\r\nOf course, there are better pictures, including one I didn\'t take from a different game. That\'s the one I\'ll show you here.\r\n\r\nI\'m not sure why it is that everything about that baby and everything about my daughter makes me so deliriously happy these days. I am so filled with love for both of them every time I see what a wonderful job Pauline is doing as little Maddie\'s mother, and I am eager to live long enough to see Maddie grow to adulthood and possibly to have children of her own.\r\n\r\nI certainly want to see how Pauline and Ryan do with their other children.\r\n\r\nIt\'s really something -- two of my girls <em>and</em> baseball.\r\n\r\nThings don\'t get much better than that.','Series can\'t hold a candle to Maddie','','publish','open','open','','world-series-cant-hold-a-candle-to-maddie','','','2009-10-29 23:18:27','2009-10-30 06:18:27','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=42',0,'post','',0),(43,1,'2009-10-29 23:06:24','2009-10-30 06:06:24','','DSC_0424','','inherit','open','open','','dsc_0424','','','2009-10-29 23:06:24','2009-10-30 06:06:24','',42,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC_0424.JPG',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(44,1,'2009-10-29 23:13:31','2009-10-30 06:13:31','','maddie mariners','Maddie\'s first ballgame','inherit','open','open','','maddie-mariners','','','2009-10-29 23:13:31','2009-10-30 06:13:31','',42,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-mariners.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(45,1,'2009-10-29 23:17:53','2009-10-30 06:17:53','I love baseball, but I doubt that I will watch one minute of the current World Series.\n\nJust a week ago, I was like a lot of other Southland baseball fans, hoping for a Series between the Dodgers and the Angels, something that has never happened before. Both teams made it to their respective League Championship Series, but the Phillies knocked the Dodgers out and the Yankees outlasted the Angels. I don\'t particularly like the Yankees or the Phillies, and I don\'t watch much sports anyway, so I\'ll pass.\n\nI only made it to one ballgame this year, which is sort of disappointing. I did get to see the game in a stadium I\'ve never visited before -- Seattle\'s Safeco Field -- so I can check that off my list in my quest to see games in every major league city. I took my son Virgile, his fiancee Sterling and Virgile\'s French half-brother Joe to see the Mariners play the Yankees in August. I spent a lot of time trying out my new camera, and I actually managed to get one amazing photo with Ichiro Suzuki at bat.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_44\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Maddie&#39;s first ballgame\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-44\" title=\"maddie mariners\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-mariners-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Maddie\'s first ballgame\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\n\nThe shot I got shows the ball just after making contact with his bat.\n\nOf course, there are better pictures, including one I didn\'t take from a different game. That\'s the one I\'ll show you here.\n\nI\'m not sure why it is that everything about that baby and everything about my daughter makes me so deliriously happy these days. I am so filled with love for both of them every time I see what a wonderful job Pauline is doing as little Maddie\'s mother, and I am eager to live long enough to see Maddie grow to adulthood and possibly to have children of her own.\n\nI certainly want to see how Pauline and Ryan do with their other children.\n\nIt\'s really something -- two of my girls <em>and</em> baseball.\n\nThings don\'t get much better than that.','','','inherit','open','open','','42-revision','','','2009-10-29 23:17:53','2009-10-30 06:17:53','',42,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=45',0,'revision','',0),(46,1,'2009-10-29 23:18:09','2009-10-30 06:18:09','I love baseball, but I doubt that I will watch one minute of the current World Series.\r\n\r\nJust a week ago, I was like a lot of other Southland baseball fans, hoping for a Series between the Dodgers and the Angels, something that has never happened before. Both teams made it to their respective League Championship Series, but the Phillies knocked the Dodgers out and the Yankees outlasted the Angels. I don\'t particularly like the Yankees or the Phillies, and I don\'t watch much sports anyway, so I\'ll pass.\r\n\r\nI only made it to one ballgame this year, which is sort of disappointing. I did get to see the game in a stadium I\'ve never visited before -- Seattle\'s Safeco Field -- so I can check that off my list in my quest to see games in every major league city. I took my son Virgile, his fiancee Sterling and Virgile\'s French half-brother Joe to see the Mariners play the Yankees in August. I spent a lot of time trying out my new camera, and I actually managed to get one amazing photo with Ichiro Suzuki at bat.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_44\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Maddie&#39;s first ballgame\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-44\" title=\"maddie mariners\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-mariners-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Maddie\'s first ballgame\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nThe shot I got shows the ball just after making contact with his bat.\r\n\r\nOf course, there are better pictures, including one I didn\'t take from a different game. That\'s the one I\'ll show you here.\r\n\r\nI\'m not sure why it is that everything about that baby and everything about my daughter makes me so deliriously happy these days. I am so filled with love for both of them every time I see what a wonderful job Pauline is doing as little Maddie\'s mother, and I am eager to live long enough to see Maddie grow to adulthood and possibly to have children of her own.\r\n\r\nI certainly want to see how Pauline and Ryan do with their other children.\r\n\r\nIt\'s really something -- two of my girls <em>and</em> baseball.\r\n\r\nThings don\'t get much better than that.','World Series can\'t hold a candle to Maddie','','inherit','open','open','','42-revision-2','','','2009-10-29 23:18:09','2009-10-30 06:18:09','',42,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=46',0,'revision','',0),(47,1,'2009-10-30 21:45:07','2009-10-31 04:45:07','I don\'t have a whole lot of memories, good or bad, of Halloween.\r\n\r\nI can\'t remember a single costume I ever wore for trick or treating. What\'s worse, I can\'t even remember a single costume either one of my children wore. In fact, the only memory I have of a Halloween celebration was a party I attended in St. Louis in 1985. It was the night of the seventh game of the \'85 World Series between St. Louis and Kansas City, and most of the crowd -- including my date -- was in the living room watching the game.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_48\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"The cutest pirates\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-48\" title=\"maddie pirate\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-pirate-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"The cutest pirates\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI was in the next room, carrying on a conversation with a very attractive woman in a Bo Peep costume. Yes, that\'s all it was, a conversation.\r\n\r\nBut last Halloween was little Maddie\'s first, and even though she was only about six weeks old, we bought her a ladybug costume that looked totally adorable on her. She\'ll never remember it, but someday she\'ll enjoy looking at the picture.\r\n\r\nThis year the world\'s prettiest baby is a little more than a year old, and since her birthday came on a day called \"International Talk Like a Pirate Day\" -- yes, they really have that -- her costume this year is as the world\'s littlest buccaneer.\r\n\r\nShe won\'t rememebr this one, either, but I hope she\'ll be luckier than me and eventually remember at least a couple of her favorite Halloweens.\r\n\r\nI wonder why I don\'t have any memories of it. Maybe I\'m blocking. Maybe I was molested by a Jack o\' Lantern.\r\n\r\nNah, I think I\'m just getting to the point where my brain is filling up completely and the stupid stuff is driving out some of the childhood memories.\r\n\r\nI remember the theme to the Brady Bunch, even though I didn\'t even like the show.\r\n\r\nBut I can\'t remember Halloween.\r\n\r\nDamn.','Memories of Halloween can\'t be found','','publish','open','open','','memories-of-halloween-cant-be-found','','','2009-10-30 21:45:07','2009-10-31 04:45:07','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=47',0,'post','',0),(48,1,'2009-10-30 21:37:57','2009-10-31 04:37:57','','maddie pirate','The cutest pirates','inherit','open','open','','maddie-pirate','','','2009-10-30 21:37:57','2009-10-31 04:37:57','',47,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-pirate.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(49,1,'2009-10-30 21:45:02','2009-10-31 04:45:02','I don\'t have a whole lot of memories, good or bad, of Halloween.\n\nI can\'t remember a single costume I ever wore for trick or treating. What\'s worse, I can\'t even remember a single costume either one of my children wore. In fact, the only memory I have of a Halloween celebration was a party I attended in St. Louis in 1985. It was the night of the seventh game of the \'85 World Series between St. Louis and Kansas City, and most of the crowd -- including my date -- was in the living room watching the game.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_48\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"The cutest pirates\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-48\" title=\"maddie pirate\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/maddie-pirate-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"The cutest pirates\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\n\nI was in the next room, carrying on a conversation with a very attractive woman in a Bo Peep costume. Yes, that\'s all it was, a conversation.\n\nBut last Halloween was little Maddie\'s first, and even though she was only about six weeks old, we bought her a ladybug costume that looked totally adorable on her. She\'ll never remember it, but someday she\'ll enjoy looking at the picture.\n\nThis year the world\'s prettiest baby is a little more than a year old, and since her birthday came on a day called \"International Talk Like a Pirate Day\" -- yes, they really have that -- her costume this year is as the world\'s littlest buccaneer.\n\nShe won\'t rememebr this one, either, but I hope she\'ll be luckier than me and eventually remember at least a couple of her favorite Halloweens.\n\nI wonder why I don\'t have any memories of it. Maybe I\'m blocking. Maybe I was molested by a Jack o\' Lantern.\n\nNah, I think I\'m just getting to the point where my brain is filling up completely and the stupid stuff is driving out some of the childhood memories.\n\nI remember the theme to the Brady Bunch, even though I didn\'t even like the show.\n\nBut I can\'t remember Halloween.\n\nDamn.','Memories of Halloween can\'t ','','inherit','open','open','','47-revision','','','2009-10-30 21:45:02','2009-10-31 04:45:02','',47,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=49',0,'revision','',0),(50,1,'2009-10-31 12:12:35','2009-10-31 19:12:35','It has been a long time since I covered college football, but I have never stopped enjoying it.\r\n\r\nI\'ve covered the Atlantic Coast Conference, the Southeastern Conference, the Big Eight (now the Big 12) and the Pacific 10 Conference, and I\'ve attended games in some of the country\'s most historic stadiums. I\'ve been between the hedges at Sanford Stadium in Athens, Ga., high up in the press box in Norman, Okla., battling early deadlines in Baton Rouge, La., watching Traveler roam the sidelines at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum and seeing numerous UCLA games at the Rose Bowl.\r\n\r\nI don\'t know why it is that college football seems so much more real to me than the professional game. Maybe it\'s because the athletes aren\'t paid as much (except maybe at Oklahoma) or maybe it\'s because it seems to matter so much more to the fans. In most places, it\'s a lot more real to cheer for a school than for a city.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_51\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Ralphie the Buffalo\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-51\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/ralphie-300x196.jpg\" alt=\"Ralphie the Buffalo\" width=\"300\" height=\"196\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI think the place I most enjoyed the college game was the two seasons I covered the Colorado Buffaloes. Folsom Stadium is far from the biggest of the college cathedrals, but there are few places that can top it for the view. Just west of Boulder are the foothills that lead up into the Rocky Mountains, and if there\'s a more majestic view than the Rockies, I have yet to see it.\r\n\r\nBoulder also has the best of the college mascots, a real live buffalo named Ralphie. I don\'t know which of the Ralphies they\'re on now, but just as Texas has Bevo the Longhorn and Georgia has Uga the bulldog, the best moment of any pregame show at Colorado is when Ralphie runs across the field.\r\n\r\nI\'ll never forget the 1986 pregame of the Colorado-Nebraska game. The Buffaloes were on the way up under Coach Bill McCartney, and the Cornhuskers were a perennial power under Tom Osborne. Colorado wasn\'t going to win on this day -- I seem to recall the score was something like 28-0 -- but Ralphie gave the fans a thrill when he appeared to run straight at Osborne before the game.\r\n\r\nI think the Nebraska coach needed to change his underwear after that.\r\n\r\nYou\'ll never see that from a Dolphin or a Jet, although a real-live Giant might be interesting.','College game more fun than the pros','','publish','open','open','','college-game-more-fun-than-the-pros','','','2009-10-31 12:12:35','2009-10-31 19:12:35','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=50',0,'post','',0),(51,1,'2009-10-31 11:57:15','2009-10-31 18:57:15','','ralphie','Ralphie the Buffalo','inherit','open','open','','82122409dp006_west_virginia','','','2009-10-31 11:57:15','2009-10-31 18:57:15','',50,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/ralphie.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(52,1,'2009-10-31 12:12:01','2009-10-31 19:12:01','It has been a long time since I covered college football, but I have never stopped enjoying it.\n\nI\'ve covered the Atlantic Coast Conference, the Southeastern Conference, the Big Eight (now the Big 12) and the Pacific 10 Conference, and I\'ve attended games in some of the country\'s most historic stadiums. I\'ve been between the hedges at Sanford Stadium in Athens, Ga., high up in the press box in Norman, Okla., battling early deadlines in Baton Rouge, La., watching Traveler roam the sidelines at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum and seeing numerous UCLA games at the Rose Bowl.\n\nI don\'t know why it is that college football seems so much more real to me than the professional game. Maybe it\'s because the athletes aren\'t paid as much (except maybe at Oklahoma) or maybe it\'s because it seems to matter so much more to the fans. In most places, it\'s a lot more real to cheer for a school than for a city.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_51\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Ralphie the Buffalo\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-51\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/ralphie-300x196.jpg\" alt=\"Ralphie the Buffalo\" width=\"300\" height=\"196\" />[/caption]\n\nI think the place I most enjoyed the college game was the two seasons I covered the Colorado Buffaloes. Folsom Stadium is far from the biggest of the college cathedrals, but there are few places that can top it for the view. Just west of Boulder are the foothills that lead up into the Rocky Mountains, and if there\'s a more majestic view than the Rockies, I have yet to see it.\n\nBoulder also has the best of the college mascots, a real live buffalo named Ralphie. I don\'t know which of the Ralphies they\'re on now, but just as Texas has Bevo the Longhorn and Georgia has Uga the bulldog, the best moment of any pregame show at Colorado is when Ralphie runs across the field.\n\nI\'ll never forget the 1986 pregame of the Colorado-Nebraska game. The Buffaloes were on the way up under Coach Bill McCartney, and the Cornhuskers were a perennial power under Tom Osborne. Colorado wasn\'t going to win on this day -- I seem to recall the score was something like 28-0 -- but Ralphie gave the fans a thrill when he appeared to run straight at Osborne before the game.\n\nI think the Nebraska coach needed to change his underwear after that.\n\nYou\'ll never see that from a Dolphin or a Jet, although a real-live Giant might be interesting.','','','inherit','open','open','','50-revision','','','2009-10-31 12:12:01','2009-10-31 19:12:01','',50,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=52',0,'revision','',0),(53,1,'2009-10-27 21:12:46','2009-10-28 04:12:46','<object width=\"425\" height=\"344\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/1ejInMOws-Q&hl=en&fs=1&\"></param><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"></param><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\"></param><embed src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/1ejInMOws-Q&hl=en&fs=1&\" type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\"></embed></object>\r\n\r\nI wonder why it was that popular music was so damned optimistic when I was in high school.\r\n\r\nWhether it was all those happy surfing songs from the Beach Boys and Jan &amp; Dean, or the amazingly upbeat sound of the Beatles, it just seemed like there was so much to be happy about.\r\n\r\nOne song that really struck me from the spring of my 17th year was \"Green Grass,\" by Gary Lewis and the Playboys. It\'s one of those songs that sort of fell through the cracks on a lot of the Oldies stations. Just about all you ever hear from Gary Lewis anymore is \"This Diamond Ring,\" just as it\'s rare to hear anything other than \"Happy Together\" by the Turtles. Most of the Oldies stations on FM radio have fairly tight playlists.\r\n\r\nThat\'s one reason I was so happy to get satellite radio three or four years ago. When I\'d listen to the \"Sixties on (channel) 6\" station on XM Radio, I would hear songs that I had loved by had all but forgotten over the last 40 years. \"Green Grass\" was one of those songs.\r\n\r\nIt\'s all about early spring, about the snow melting and the signs that the Earth is once again turning toward the sun. Summer with all its pleasures isn\'t far off.\r\n\r\n<em>\"Green grass, \'round my window, young leaves that the wind blows ...\"</em>\r\n\r\nNothing spectacular about it. Spring comes every year, but to hear a song like that near the end of a long winter is to smile and know that even something as annoying as winter eventually ends.\r\n\r\nSo upbeat, so optimistic.\r\n\r\nOf course, I <em>was</em> 16.','At 16, optimistic songs really ring true','','inherit','open','open','','33-revision-3','','','2009-10-27 21:12:46','2009-10-28 04:12:46','',33,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=53',0,'revision','',0),(54,1,'2009-10-31 18:42:46','2009-11-01 01:42:46','I don\'t know if there\'s ever been a time -- at least in my lifetime -- when so many people were pessimistic about the future of our country.\r\n\r\nNot just pessimistic, either. Downright cynical.\r\n\r\nI don\'t blame one political party over the other. In fact, if elections have told us anything over the last 15 years or so, it\'s that American politics tends very much to be a case of \"meet the new boss, same as the old boss.\"\r\n\r\nOf course a lot of people would tell you that we never really meet the bosses at all, that the people pulling the strings are well hidden from public scrutiny. Because for all I disagree with the people who have been out there teabagging their little hearts out, I can certainly understand their frustration. The folks protesting this year aren\'t fabulously wealthy and they aren\'t -- for the most part -- right wing politicos. They\'re good ordinary Americans who are beginning to feel like they\'re getting screwed no matter which party holds power in Washington.\r\n\r\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"480\" height=\"310\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/gZwIPnLZd6w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"480\" height=\"310\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/gZwIPnLZd6w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\r\n\r\nThey\'re the ones who play by the rules and are pretty damned unhappy to see that some people don\'t only don\'t bother to follow those rules, they change them whenever it works to their benefit. By the way, I first saw that video on the <a title=\"Hillbilly Politics\" href=\"http://hillbillypolitics.com\" target=\"_blank\">Hillbilly Politics</a> blog, one I\'m not ordinarily inclined to agree with. But just as I\'ve been accused by some of my intellectual friends of having a blue-collar streak a mile wide, I find myself agreeing with people like that a lot more often than I do the faculty types.\r\n\r\nFifty years ago, a man with a good blue-collar job could support his family, own a home, buy a new car every few years and send his kids to college. That was an optimistic America, a country where folks honestly believed that their kids would have it better than they did.\r\n\r\nI\'m not sure that particular America still exists. So many blue-collar jobs have disappeared, and in many locales two incomes are required for a couple even to keep their head above water financially.\r\n\r\nI wish I knew how we could get it back.\r\n\r\nI wish I had the answer.\r\n\r\nI don\'t.','To many people, we\'re way off track','','publish','open','open','','to-many-people-were-way-off-track','','','2009-10-31 20:58:56','2009-11-01 03:58:56','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=54',0,'post','',0),(55,1,'2009-10-31 17:19:48','2009-11-01 00:19:48','On the initial mikerappaport.com Website, I had a page devoted to my 20 favorite songs. I later realized that it\'s pretty difficult -- and definitely a little too anal-retentive -- to try and put them in order. Besides, I always forget stuff. So this page is just devoted to mentioning some of my favorite stuff that\'s on my iPod these days.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_56\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"246\" caption=\"Boz Scaggs\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-56\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/boz-246x300.jpg\" alt=\"Boz Scaggs\" width=\"246\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\n<strong>\"Slow Dancer,\" Boz Scaggs -- </strong>\"Silk Degrees\" was the album that sold huge for Scaggs, but it was this 1974 album that was the really beautiful one. My first wife turned me on to his music, and my love for Scaggs far outlasted our feelings for each other.\r\n\r\n<strong>\"Come Dancing,\" the Kinks -- </strong>The most underrated of all the great British bands of the \'60s, this song was one of the best of the late \'80s.\r\n\r\n<strong>\"Show Me the Way,\" Styx -- </strong>A band I didn\'t much like at the time, Styx has really grown on me with songs like this one.\r\n\r\n<strong>The Beach Boys catalogue -- </strong>Hard to believe Mike Love is nearly 70, and hard to believe it has been 47 years since I first heard \"Surfin\' Safari.\" So many great songs that still touch my heart -- \"Dont Worry Baby,\" \"Please Let Me Wonder,\" \"California,\" among others. And yes, I still do wish they all could be California girls.\r\n\r\n<strong>\"Like a Rolling Stone,\" Bob Dylan -- </strong>Rolling Stone magazine called it the greatest rock \'n\' roll song of all time, and while there might be room for argument, it definitely has to be on any short list. \"How does it feel ...\"\r\n\r\n<strong>\"Fortunate Son,\" CCR --</strong> Nobody sings like John Fogarty, and along with \"Proud Mary,\" this has had probably the longest run of any of the Creedence songs. A real message there, along with some great rock.\r\n\r\n<strong>\"Perhaps Love,\" John Denver w/Placido Domingo -- </strong>I\'ve always liked John Denver, and there are several other songs of his that I really love, like \"Rocky Mountain High\" and \"I Guess He\'d Rather be in Colorado,\" but this duet is so beautiful, and it\'s the song I think of when I think of my marriage -- 17 years and counting.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_57\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Warren Zevon is missed.\"]<img class=\"size-full wp-image-57\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/warren-zevon.jpg\" alt=\"Warren Zevon is missed.\" width=\"300\" height=\"297\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\n<strong>\"Hasten Down the Wind,\" Warren Zevon -- </strong>Linda Ronstadt\'s version is prettier, but Zevon wrote the song and it is definitely a man\'s song. To me it says 1979 like nothing else.\r\n\r\n<strong>\"Jungleland,\" Bruce Springsteen --</strong> This is the only 9 1/2 minute song I know that doesn\'t seem like it\'s anywhere near that. I love just about all of the Boss\'s work, but this one is his masterpiece. \"The poets down here don\'t write nothing at all, they just stand back and let it all be.\"\r\n\r\n<strong>\"A Whiter Shade of Pale,\" Sarah Brightman --</strong> Not the original 1967 Procol Harum version, which is hauntingly lovely in its own way, but Brightman took the song and made it her own. I\'ve loved her voice ever since she sang \"Capped teeth and Caesar salads\" on the Carson show in 1989.\r\n\r\n<strong>\"Here Comes the Sun,\" the Beatles --</strong> I\'m not sure there\'s a Beatles song I haven\'t heard 500 times. This is one of the ones I could hear another 500 times and still not be tired of it. There really never will be another Beatles.\r\n\r\n<strong>\"The Heart of the Matter,\" Don Henley -- </strong>The Eagles might be the only band that could legitimately challenge the Beach Boys as the greatest American band, but Henley has been no slouch on his own. \"End of the Innocence\" trashed the Reagan era, and \"Boys of Summer\" pretty well did in the \'80s as well. Still, it was this song that really touched me.\r\n\r\n<strong>\"Down at the Twist and Shout,\" Mary Chapin Carpenter --</strong> She performed this song at the pregame for one of the Super Bowls, and it\'s pretty different from any of her other stuff. Carpenter is pretty wonderful all the time, but this song about heading down Highway 10 to catch an evening of Cajun fun really moves.\r\n\r\n<strong>\"The Hollywood Waltz,\" the Eagles -- </strong>Not one of their best-known songs, this one is a beautiful ballad that pretty much describes Los Angeles as an aging beautywho may be tired, but she still gets up every morning and faces the day.\r\n\r\n<strong>\"Brown Eyed Girl,\" Van Morrison -- </strong>Still my favorite song, harkening back to the summer of \'67, when I still believed everything was possible and that the brown-eyed girl down the street was all I needed to make me happy.','My iPod','','publish','open','open','','my-ipod','','','2009-10-31 17:19:48','2009-11-01 00:19:48','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?page_id=55',0,'page','',0),(56,1,'2009-10-31 17:05:48','2009-11-01 00:05:48','','boz','Boz Scaggs','inherit','open','open','','boz','','','2009-10-31 17:05:48','2009-11-01 00:05:48','',55,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/boz.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(57,1,'2009-10-31 17:07:33','2009-11-01 00:07:33','','warren-zevon','Warren Zevon is missed.','inherit','open','open','','warren-zevon','','','2009-10-31 17:07:33','2009-11-01 00:07:33','',55,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/warren-zevon.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(58,1,'2009-10-31 17:19:10','2009-11-01 00:19:10','On the initial mikerappaport.com Website, I had a page devoted to my 20 favorite songs. I later realized that it\'s pretty difficult -- and definitely a little too anal-retentive -- to try and put them in order. Besides, I always forget stuff. So this page is just devoted to mentioning some of my favorite stuff that\'s on my iPod these days.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_56\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"246\" caption=\"Boz Scaggs\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-56\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/boz-246x300.jpg\" alt=\"Boz Scaggs\" width=\"246\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\n\n<strong>\"Slow Dancer,\" Boz Scaggs -- </strong>\"Silk Degrees\" was the album that sold huge for Scaggs, but it was this 1974 album that was the really beautiful one. My first wife turned me on to his music, and my love for Scaggs far outlasted our feelings for each other.\n\n<strong>\"Come Dancing,\" the Kinks -- </strong>The most underrated of all the great British bands of the \'60s, this song was one of the best of the late \'80s.\n\n<strong>\"Show Me the Way,\" Styx -- </strong>A band I didn\'t much like at the time, Styx has really grown on me with songs like this one.\n\n<strong>The Beach Boys catalogue -- </strong>Hard to believe Mike Love is nearly 70, and hard to believe it has been 47 years since I first heard \"Surfin\' Safari.\" So many great songs that still touch my heart -- \"Dont Worry Baby,\" \"Please Let Me Wonder,\" \"California,\" among others. And yes, I still do wish they all could be California girls.\n\n<strong>\"Like a Rolling Stone,\" Bob Dylan -- </strong>Rolling Stone magazine called it the greatest rock \'n\' roll song of all time, and while there might be room for argument, it definitely has to be on any short list. \"How does it feel ...\"\n\n<strong>\"Fortunate Son,\" CCR --</strong> Nobody sings like John Fogarty, and along with \"Proud Mary,\" this has had probably the longest run of any of the Creedence songs. A real message there, along with some great rock.\n\n<strong>\"Perhaps Love,\" John Denver w/Placido Domingo -- </strong>I\'ve always liked John Denver, and there are several other songs of his that I really love, like \"Rocky Mountain High\" and \"I Guess He\'d Rather be in Colorado,\" but this duet is so beautiful, and it\'s the song I think of when I think of my marriage -- 17 years and counting.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_57\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Warren Zevon is missed.\"]<img class=\"size-full wp-image-57\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/warren-zevon.jpg\" alt=\"Warren Zevon is missed.\" width=\"300\" height=\"297\" />[/caption]\n\n<strong>\"Hasten Down the Wind,\" Warren Zevon -- </strong>Linda Ronstadt\'s version is prettier, but Zevon wrote the song and it is definitely a man\'s song. To me it says 1979 like nothing else.\n\n<strong>\"Jungleland,\" Bruce Springsteen --</strong> This is the only 9 1/2 minute song I know that doesn\'t seem like it\'s anywhere near that. I love just about all of the Boss\'s work, but this one is his masterpiece. \"The poets down here don\'t write nothing at all, they just stand back and let it all be.\"\n\n<strong>\"A Whiter Shade of Pale,\" Sarah Brightman --</strong> Not the original 1967 Procol Harum version, which is hauntingly lovely in its own way, but Brightman took the song and made it her own. I\'ve loved her voice ever since she sang \"Capped teeth and Caesar salads\" on the Carson show in 1989.\n\n<strong>\"Here Comes the Sun,\" the Beatles --</strong> I\'m not sure there\'s a Beatles song I haven\'t heard 500 times. This is one of the ones I could hear another 500 times and still not be tired of it. There really never will be another Beatles.\n\n<strong>\"The Heart of the Matter,\" Don Henley -- </strong>The Eagles might be the only band that could legitimately challenge the Beach Boys as the greatest American band, but Henley has been no slouch on his own. \"End of the Innocence\" trashed the Reagan era, and \"Boys of Summer\" pretty well did in the \'80s as well. Still, it was this song that really touched me.\n\n<strong>\"Down at the Twist and Shout,\" Mary Chapin Carpenter --</strong> She performed this song at the pregame for one of the Super Bowls, and it\'s pretty different from any of her other stuff. Carpenter is pretty wonderful all the time, but this song about heading down Highway 10 to catch an evening of Cajun fun really moves.\n\n<strong>\"The Hollywood Waltz,\" the Eagles -- </strong>Not one of their best-known songs, this one is a beautiful ballad that pretty much describes Los Angeles as an aging beautywho may be tired, but she still gets up every morning and faces the day.\n\n<strong>\"Brown Eyed Girl,\" Van Morrison -- </strong>Still my favorite song, hark','My iPod','','inherit','open','open','','55-revision','','','2009-10-31 17:19:10','2009-11-01 00:19:10','',55,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=58',0,'revision','',0),(301,1,'2010-03-31 19:06:26','2010-04-01 02:06:26','','061225_james_brown_rip_b','James Brown in 1964','inherit','open','open','','061225_james_brown_rip_b','','','2010-03-31 19:06:26','2010-04-01 02:06:26','',300,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/061225_james_brown_rip_b.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(60,1,'2009-10-31 18:00:22','2009-11-01 01:00:22','','Vacation 2005 053','','inherit','open','open','','vacation-2005-053','','','2009-10-31 18:00:22','2009-11-01 01:00:22','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/Vacation-2005-053.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(61,1,'2009-10-31 18:08:23','2009-11-01 01:08:23','[caption id=\"attachment_62\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"The best son in the world\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-62\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/Vacation-2005-0531-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"The best son in the world\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nHow about that? I\'ll bet when you first decided to check out this Website, you had no idea you were going to get information as valuable as this -- totally free.\r\n\r\nThis is something I wish I had learned when I was younger. It would have saved me a lot of pain in my late teens and early 20s, but I\'m thankful I learned it at all and especially thankful I learned it in time to pass it along to my wonderful son. He used it to go from so-so grades in high school to almost perfect grades in college.\r\n\r\nI didn\'t think it up. The credit for that goes to <a title=\"Woody Allen\" href=\"http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Woody_Allen\" target=\"_blank\">Mr. Allen Stewart Konigsberg</a>, and if you don\'t know who he is, you can click on the link and get a surprise.\r\n\r\nHere\'s what he said:\r\n\r\n<em>\"Ninety percent of life is just showing up.\"</em>\r\n\r\nIt sounds so simple, and all it really means is that you get up every day and keep plugging away. In the end, you\'ll see that you got the most out of your abilities that you possibly could. To me, that\'s the secret of life.','The secret of life','','publish','open','open','','the-secret-of-life','','','2009-10-31 18:08:23','2009-11-01 01:08:23','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?page_id=61',0,'page','',1),(62,1,'2009-10-31 18:07:48','2009-11-01 01:07:48','','Vacation-2005-0531','The best son in the world','inherit','open','open','','vacation-2005-053-2','','','2009-10-31 18:07:48','2009-11-01 01:07:48','',61,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/Vacation-2005-0531.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(63,1,'2009-10-31 18:06:54','2009-11-01 01:06:54','How about that? I\'ll bet when you first decided to check out this Website, you had no idea you were going to get information as valuable as this -- totally free.\n\nThis is something I wish I had learned when I was younger. It would have saved me a lot of pain in my late teens and early 20s, but I\'m thankful I learned it at all and especially thankful I learned it in time to pass it along to my wonderful son. He used it to go from so-so grades in high school to almost perfect grades in college.\n\nI didn\'t think it up. The credit for that goes to <a title=\"Woody Allen\" href=\"http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Woody_Allen\" target=\"_blank\">Mr. Allen Stewart Konigsberg</a>, and if you don\'t know who he is, you can click on the link and get a surprise.\n\nHere\'s what he said:\n\n<em>\"Ninety percent of life is just showing up.\"</em>\n\nIt sounds so simple, and all it really means is that you get up every day and keep plugging away. In the end, you\'ll see that you got the most out of','The secret of life','','inherit','open','open','','61-revision','','','2009-10-31 18:06:54','2009-11-01 01:06:54','',61,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=63',0,'revision','',0),(64,1,'2009-10-31 18:42:30','2009-11-01 01:42:30','I don\'t know if there\'s ever been a time -- at least in my lifetime -- when so many people were pessimistic about the future of our country.\n\nNot just pessimistic, either. Downright cynical.\n\nI don\'t blame one political party over the other. In fact, if elections have told us anything over the last 15 years or so, it\'s that American politics tends very much to be a case of \"meet the new boss, same as the old boss.\"\n\nOf course a lot of people would tell you that we never really meet the bosses at all, that the people pulling the strings are well hidden from public scrutiny. Because for all I disagree with the people who have been out there teabagging their little hearts out, I can certainly understand their frustration. The folks protesting this year aren\'t fabulously wealthy and they aren\'t -- for the most part -- right wing politicos. They\'re good ordinary Americans who are beginning to feel like they\'re getting screwed no matter which party holds power in Washington.\n\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"560\" height=\"340\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/gZwIPnLZd6w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"560\" height=\"340\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/gZwIPnLZd6w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\n\nThey\'re the ones who play by the rules and are pretty damned unhappy to see that some people don\'t only don\'t bother to follow those rules, they change them whenever it works to their benefit. By the way, I first saw that video on the <a title=\"Hillbilly Politics\" href=\"http://hillbillypolitics.com\" target=\"_blank\">Hillbilly Politics</a> blog, one I\'m not ordinarily inclined to agree with. But just as I\'ve been accused by some of my intellectual friends of having a blue-collar streak a mile wide, I find myself agreeing with people like that a lot more often than I do the faculty types.\n\nFifty years ago, a man with a good blue-collar job could support his family, own a home, buy a new car every few years and send his kids to college. That was an optimistic America, a country where folks honestly believed that their kids would have it better than they did.\n\nI\'m not sure that America still exists. So many blue-collar jobs have disappeared, and in many locales two incomes are required for a couple even to keep their head above water financially.\n\nI wish I knew how we could get it back.\n\nI wish I had the answer.\n\nI don\'t.','','','inherit','open','open','','54-revision','','','2009-10-31 18:42:30','2009-11-01 01:42:30','',54,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=64',0,'revision','',0),(65,1,'2009-10-31 18:42:46','2009-11-01 01:42:46','I don\'t know if there\'s ever been a time -- at least in my lifetime -- when so many people were pessimistic about the future of our country.\r\n\r\nNot just pessimistic, either. Downright cynical.\r\n\r\nI don\'t blame one political party over the other. In fact, if elections have told us anything over the last 15 years or so, it\'s that American politics tends very much to be a case of \"meet the new boss, same as the old boss.\"\r\n\r\nOf course a lot of people would tell you that we never really meet the bosses at all, that the people pulling the strings are well hidden from public scrutiny. Because for all I disagree with the people who have been out there teabagging their little hearts out, I can certainly understand their frustration. The folks protesting this year aren\'t fabulously wealthy and they aren\'t -- for the most part -- right wing politicos. They\'re good ordinary Americans who are beginning to feel like they\'re getting screwed no matter which party holds power in Washington.\r\n\r\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"560\" height=\"340\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/gZwIPnLZd6w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"560\" height=\"340\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/gZwIPnLZd6w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\r\n\r\nThey\'re the ones who play by the rules and are pretty damned unhappy to see that some people don\'t only don\'t bother to follow those rules, they change them whenever it works to their benefit. By the way, I first saw that video on the <a title=\"Hillbilly Politics\" href=\"http://hillbillypolitics.com\" target=\"_blank\">Hillbilly Politics</a> blog, one I\'m not ordinarily inclined to agree with. But just as I\'ve been accused by some of my intellectual friends of having a blue-collar streak a mile wide, I find myself agreeing with people like that a lot more often than I do the faculty types.\r\n\r\nFifty years ago, a man with a good blue-collar job could support his family, own a home, buy a new car every few years and send his kids to college. That was an optimistic America, a country where folks honestly believed that their kids would have it better than they did.\r\n\r\nI\'m not sure that America still exists. So many blue-collar jobs have disappeared, and in many locales two incomes are required for a couple even to keep their head above water financially.\r\n\r\nI wish I knew how we could get it back.\r\n\r\nI wish I had the answer.\r\n\r\nI don\'t.','To many people, we\'re way off track','','inherit','open','open','','54-revision-2','','','2009-10-31 18:42:46','2009-11-01 01:42:46','',54,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=65',0,'revision','',0),(66,1,'2009-10-31 18:43:33','2009-11-01 01:43:33','I don\'t know if there\'s ever been a time -- at least in my lifetime -- when so many people were pessimistic about the future of our country.\r\n\r\nNot just pessimistic, either. Downright cynical.\r\n\r\nI don\'t blame one political party over the other. In fact, if elections have told us anything over the last 15 years or so, it\'s that American politics tends very much to be a case of \"meet the new boss, same as the old boss.\"\r\n\r\nOf course a lot of people would tell you that we never really meet the bosses at all, that the people pulling the strings are well hidden from public scrutiny. Because for all I disagree with the people who have been out there teabagging their little hearts out, I can certainly understand their frustration. The folks protesting this year aren\'t fabulously wealthy and they aren\'t -- for the most part -- right wing politicos. They\'re good ordinary Americans who are beginning to feel like they\'re getting screwed no matter which party holds power in Washington.\r\n\r\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"500\" height=\"310\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/gZwIPnLZd6w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"500\" height=\"310\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/gZwIPnLZd6w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\r\n\r\nThey\'re the ones who play by the rules and are pretty damned unhappy to see that some people don\'t only don\'t bother to follow those rules, they change them whenever it works to their benefit. By the way, I first saw that video on the <a title=\"Hillbilly Politics\" href=\"http://hillbillypolitics.com\" target=\"_blank\">Hillbilly Politics</a> blog, one I\'m not ordinarily inclined to agree with. But just as I\'ve been accused by some of my intellectual friends of having a blue-collar streak a mile wide, I find myself agreeing with people like that a lot more often than I do the faculty types.\r\n\r\nFifty years ago, a man with a good blue-collar job could support his family, own a home, buy a new car every few years and send his kids to college. That was an optimistic America, a country where folks honestly believed that their kids would have it better than they did.\r\n\r\nI\'m not sure that America still exists. So many blue-collar jobs have disappeared, and in many locales two incomes are required for a couple even to keep their head above water financially.\r\n\r\nI wish I knew how we could get it back.\r\n\r\nI wish I had the answer.\r\n\r\nI don\'t.','To many people, we\'re way off track','','inherit','open','open','','54-revision-3','','','2009-10-31 18:43:33','2009-11-01 01:43:33','',54,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=66',0,'revision','',0),(67,1,'2009-10-31 20:53:42','2009-11-01 03:53:42','I didn\'t meet the love of my life until I was well past the halfway point of the Biblical three score and 10, but once I did, we didn\'t waste any time.\r\n\r\nNicole and I were both 42 when we met, the survivors of bad first marriages. The only difference was that she had a couple of others in her lifeboat with her, a 12-year-old daughter and a 7-year-old son. She had the cutest French accent and she was both beautiful <em>and</em> brilliant. What she saw in me, I\'ll never know.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_69\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"My beautiful Nicole\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-69\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSCN0079-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"My beautiful Nicole\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nAmazingly, we were married 51 days after we met.\r\n\r\nEven more amazingly, it worked. As of Nov. 2, 2009, we have been married and in love for 17 years. We raised those two children together and both of them have turned into wonderful young adults; one of them has even given us our first grandchild.\r\n\r\nLife is good, so good in fact that it\'s better than I ever could have imagined. We\'re going to retire early, possibly as early as next year, and then ride off into the sunrise together. Yeah, into the sunrise. We\'re going to move east to be closer to our kids when they\'re in this country, so we\'ll have a whole different part of the country to explore.\r\n\r\nIt really doesn\'t matter where we live. Wherever she is, that\'s my home. I never dreamed that I could love someone as much as I love her, and I certainly never dared to hope that someone would love me as much as Nicole does.\r\n\r\nShe is not only my wife, not only my love and my closest companion.\r\n\r\nShe is my favorite person in the world.','My true love','','publish','open','open','','my-true-love','','','2009-10-31 20:53:42','2009-11-01 03:53:42','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?page_id=67',0,'page','',1),(69,1,'2009-10-31 20:38:01','2009-11-01 03:38:01','','DSCN0079','My beautiful Nicole','inherit','open','open','','dscn0079','','','2009-10-31 20:38:01','2009-11-01 03:38:01','',67,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSCN0079.JPG',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(70,1,'2009-10-31 20:53:28','2009-11-01 03:53:28','I didn\'t meet the love of my life until I was well past the halfway point of the Biblical three score and 10, but once I did, we didn\'t waste any time.\n\nNicole and I were both 42 when we met, the survivors of bad first marriages. The only difference was that she had a couple of others in her lifeboat with her, a 12-year-old daughter and a 7-year-old son. She had the cutest French accent and she was both beautiful <em>and</em> brilliant. What she saw in me, I\'ll never know.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_69\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"My beautiful Nicole\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-69\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSCN0079-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"My beautiful Nicole\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\n\nAmazingly, we were married 51 days after we met.\n\nEven more amazingly, it worked. As of Nov. 2, 2009, we have been married and in love for 17 years. We raised those two children together and both of them have turned into wonderful young adults; one of them has even given us our first grandchild.\n\nLife is good, so good in fact that it\'s better than I ever could have imagined. We\'re going to retire early, possibly as early as next year, and then ride off into the sunrise together. Yeah, into the sunrise. We\'re going to move east to be closer to our kids when they\'re in this country, so we\'ll have a whole different part of the country to explore.\n\nIt really doesn\'t matter where we live. Wherever she is, that\'s my home. I never dreamed that I could love someone as much as I love her, and I certainly never dared to hope that someone would love me as much as Nicole does.\n\nShe is not only my wife, not only my love and my closest compa','My true love','','inherit','open','open','','67-revision','','','2009-10-31 20:53:28','2009-11-01 03:53:28','',67,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=70',0,'revision','',0),(71,1,'2009-10-31 18:44:23','2009-11-01 01:44:23','I don\'t know if there\'s ever been a time -- at least in my lifetime -- when so many people were pessimistic about the future of our country.\r\n\r\nNot just pessimistic, either. Downright cynical.\r\n\r\nI don\'t blame one political party over the other. In fact, if elections have told us anything over the last 15 years or so, it\'s that American politics tends very much to be a case of \"meet the new boss, same as the old boss.\"\r\n\r\nOf course a lot of people would tell you that we never really meet the bosses at all, that the people pulling the strings are well hidden from public scrutiny. Because for all I disagree with the people who have been out there teabagging their little hearts out, I can certainly understand their frustration. The folks protesting this year aren\'t fabulously wealthy and they aren\'t -- for the most part -- right wing politicos. They\'re good ordinary Americans who are beginning to feel like they\'re getting screwed no matter which party holds power in Washington.\r\n\r\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"480\" height=\"310\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/gZwIPnLZd6w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"480\" height=\"310\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/gZwIPnLZd6w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\r\n\r\nThey\'re the ones who play by the rules and are pretty damned unhappy to see that some people don\'t only don\'t bother to follow those rules, they change them whenever it works to their benefit. By the way, I first saw that video on the <a title=\"Hillbilly Politics\" href=\"http://hillbillypolitics.com\" target=\"_blank\">Hillbilly Politics</a> blog, one I\'m not ordinarily inclined to agree with. But just as I\'ve been accused by some of my intellectual friends of having a blue-collar streak a mile wide, I find myself agreeing with people like that a lot more often than I do the faculty types.\r\n\r\nFifty years ago, a man with a good blue-collar job could support his family, own a home, buy a new car every few years and send his kids to college. That was an optimistic America, a country where folks honestly believed that their kids would have it better than they did.\r\n\r\nI\'m not sure that America still exists. So many blue-collar jobs have disappeared, and in many locales two incomes are required for a couple even to keep their head above water financially.\r\n\r\nI wish I knew how we could get it back.\r\n\r\nI wish I had the answer.\r\n\r\nI don\'t.','To many people, we\'re way off track','','inherit','open','open','','54-revision-4','','','2009-10-31 18:44:23','2009-11-01 01:44:23','',54,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=71',0,'revision','',0),(72,1,'2009-10-21 23:32:41','2009-10-22 06:32:41','My wife Nicole has been listening to some fascinating CDs lately.\r\n\r\nIt\'s a presentation titled \"I Believe,\" where they ask a lot of people -- both famous and non-famous -- to sum up their philosophy of life in one sentence beginning with the words \"I believe ...\"\r\n\r\nIt\'s interesting. Colin Powell, for one, said \"I believe in the United States of America.\" I\'m sure many people who either immigrated here or whose parents did feel the same way, and I\'m equally sure that those of us whose families have been here a long time probably tend to take it for granted.\r\n\r\nMy lovely wife, an immigrant from France more than 20 years ago and a U.S. citizen for the last 10, takes great pride in calling herself an American. In fact, when people notice her accent and ask her where she\'s from, she responds with one short sentence.\r\n\r\n<em>\"I\'m an American.\"</em>\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_26\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"And in the end ...\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-26\" title=\"abbeyroad-frontcover\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/abbeyroad-frontcover-300x294.jpg\" alt=\"And in the end ...\" width=\"300\" height=\"294\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nHer sentence was one that says so much about her. In spite of all the things she has been through in her life, the sentence she came up with, the thing she has always believed, was \"I believe in the goodness of life.\"\r\n\r\nMine was relatively easy too. In fact, the thing I strongly believe is something the Beatles said all the way back in 1969 on their wonderful album \"Abbey Road.\"\r\n\r\nThey said it this way:\r\n\r\n<em>\"And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.\"</em>\r\n\r\nIn fact, except for the goofy little ditty \"Her Majesty\" that ended the album, that line was the last line of lyrics ever put on a Beatle album.\r\n\r\nSo I won\'t say it exactly that way, because that would be trite. The way I would put it means the same thing, but it isn\'t about \"taking.\"\r\n\r\nI believe that the love you get from others is equal to the love you give.\r\n\r\nIt doesn\'t always work out the same for each person in your life. There are some people who love us more than we love them, and vice versa, but when all is said and done, I think it comes out about even.\r\n\r\nLoving people are loved by others.\r\n\r\nIt took me a long time to become one of those people. I know I got a lot more love from my family growing up than I gave back, but I think maybe it was balanced out my all the girls I thought I loved when I was young who didn\'t even know I existed.\r\n\r\nBut in the end, the love you take <em>is</em> equal to the love you make.\r\n\r\nIt\'s really that simple.','A philosophy of life in one sentence?','','inherit','open','open','','27-revision-2','','','2009-10-21 23:32:41','2009-10-22 06:32:41','',27,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=72',0,'revision','',0),(73,1,'2009-11-01 16:48:55','2009-11-02 00:48:55','In some parts of the country, the leaves have already fallen off the trees.\r\n\r\nOther places have already had their first snowstorms, and it\'s obvious that winter is on the way.\r\n\r\nHere in Southern California, we made our concession to autumn by setting our clocks back an hour when we got up this morning. Then we \"enjoyed\" a November day with temperatures in the low 90s. Welcome to Los Angeles, where summer never really ends.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_74\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Stranger in a strange land\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-74\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/DSCN0041-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"Stranger in a strange land\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI don\'t remember exactly when I took this picture. I think it was two years ago, maybe three, but there was something extremely odd about seeing Santa Claus walking down the beach just north of Malibu while some folks -- not pictured here -- surfing and swimming.\r\n\r\nSome people like the fact that we probably have 275-300 days a year that would qualify at least as \"warm,\" but my favorite season of the year was always autumn and that\'s a season that barely exists south of Morro Bay. Changing leaves? Not many. Those palm trees hold onto their leaves. Chilly nights? Maybe a few, but nothing like the wonderful late summer evenings I remember from back East that told you fall was coming.\r\n\r\nI\'ve lived here for nearly 20 years, and I can honestly say I\'m about paradised out. I suppose it has a little more variety to it than San Diego, where it\'s 75 and sunny nearly every day, but I remember Colorado and its weather fondly. Hot summers, cold winters and springs and falls that sort of split the difference.\r\n\r\nI remember covering a college baseball doubleheader in Greeley in late February and I\'m pretty sure the temperature never got above 35 degrees. I remember waking up the day after Christmas 1987 having to drive all the way to Sioux Falls, S.D., and finding a foot of snow on the ground and more on the way.\r\n\r\nWhoever said variety is the spice of life certainly never meant that to refer to the Southern California weather.\r\n\r\nWill I miss the beaches? Probably, although I\'m still hoping to learn to surf before we leave for new surroundings sometime next year.\r\n\r\nWill I miss the mild winters? I don\'t know. Ask me when it\'s 25 degrees out and sleeting.\r\n\r\nI know one thing. I won\'t miss 90-degree November days.\r\n\r\nThere\'s something very wrong about that.\r\n\r\nSomebody call Al Gore.','In SoCal, a stranger in a strange land','','publish','open','open','','in-socal-a-stranger-in-a-strange-land','','','2009-11-01 16:48:55','2009-11-02 00:48:55','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=73',0,'post','',0),(74,1,'2009-11-01 16:35:14','2009-11-02 00:35:14','','DSCN0041','Stranger in a strange land','inherit','open','open','','dscn0041','','','2009-11-01 16:35:14','2009-11-02 00:35:14','',73,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/DSCN0041.JPG',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(75,1,'2009-11-01 16:48:10','2009-11-02 00:48:10','In some parts of the country, the leaves have already fallen off the trees.\n\nOther places have already had their first snowstorms, and it\'s obvious that winter is on the way.\n\nHere in Southern California, we made our concession to autumn by setting our clocks back an hour when we got up this morning. Then we \"enjoyed\" a November day with temperatures in the low 90s. Welcome to Los Angeles, where summer never really ends.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_74\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Stranger in a strange land\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-74\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/DSCN0041-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"Stranger in a strange land\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\n\nI don\'t remember exactly when I took this picture. I think it was two years ago, maybe three, but there was something extremely odd about seeing Santa Claus walking down the beach just north of Malibu while some folks -- not pictured here -- surfing and swimming.\n\nSome people like the fact that we probably have 275-300 days a year that would qualify at least as \"warm,\" but my favorite season of the year was always autumn and that\'s a season that barely exists south of Morro Bay. Changing leaves? Not many. Those palm trees hold onto their leaves. Chilly nights? Maybe a few, but nothing like the wonderful late summer evenings I remember from back East that told you fall was coming.\n\nI\'ve lived here for nearly 20 years, and I can honestly say I\'m about paradised out. I suppose it has a little more variety to it than San Diego, where it\'s 75 and sunny nearly every day, but I remember Colorado and its weather fondly. Hot summers, cold winters and springs and falls that sort of split the difference.\n\nI remember covering a college baseball doubleheader in Greeley in late February and I\'m pretty sure the temperature never got above 35 degrees. I remember waking up the day after Christmas 1987 having to drive all the way to Sioux Falls, S.D., and finding a foot of snow on the ground and more on the way.\n\nWhoever said variety is the spice of life certainly never meant that to refer to the Southern California weather.\n\nWill I miss the beaches? Probably, although I\'m still hoping to learn to surf before we leave for new surroundings sometime next year.\n\nWill I miss the mild winters? I don\'t know. Ask me when it\'s 25 degrees out and sleeting.\n\nI know one thing. I won\'t miss 90-degree November days.\n\nThere\'s something very wrong about that.\n\nSomebody call Al Gore','In SoCal, a stranger in a strange land','','inherit','open','open','','73-revision','','','2009-11-01 16:48:10','2009-11-02 00:48:10','',73,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=75',0,'revision','',0),(76,1,'2009-11-02 15:09:37','2009-11-02 23:09:37','[caption id=\"attachment_77\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Nicole and Virgile\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-77\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-055-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Nicole and Virgile\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nIt\'s November 2nd, which means there is only one subject about which I would even consider writing.\r\n\r\nToday is my wedding anniversary.\r\n\r\nIt was 17 years ago today that I stood in front of a justice of the peace in the Los Angeles County Courthouse and said those two incredible words for the second time in my life.\r\n\r\n<em>\"I\'m sorry.\"</em>\r\n\r\nOops, those are the two words I have said hundreds of times since then, trying to make up for all the times I have been a less than perfect husband, father or person.\r\n\r\n<em>\"I do.\"</em>\r\n\r\nThose are the two words. I said them once before in April of 1975, and I did until she didn\'t, which was less than five years. That made this the second time around for me, and I managed to snag a wonderful package deal -- an incredible wife and two of the best children in the world.\r\n\r\nFor the last 17 years, they have filled my life with joy, more joy than I would ever have dreamed possible. Studies show that married men live longer than single ones -- I\'ve heard the joke that it only seems longer -- and I certainly understand why. I honestly think most of us are happier when we have other people that we care about and who care about us in return.\r\n\r\nThere\'s nothing sadder than an old man or woman, left all alone in the world with no one to care if they live or die. I feel blessed that God willing, that will never happen to me.\r\n\r\nWhen Nicole and I were first married, after knowing each other for only 51 days, we decided that our song would be Elvis Presley\'s \"Can\'t Help Falling in Love.\" More recently, Nicole has made a favorite of the old song, \"I Only Want to be With You.\" It\'s nice, but there is really only one song lodged deeply in my heart that says what Nicole means to me, and that\'s John Denver and Placido Domingo\'s \"Perhaps Love.\"\r\n\r\n<em>\"... if I should live forever and all my dreams come true, my memory of love will be of you.\"</em>\r\n\r\nSeventeen wonderful years.\r\n\r\nI wish it could be 170.','To me, love means my wonderful wife','','publish','open','open','','to-me-love-means-my-wonderful-wife','','','2009-11-02 15:09:37','2009-11-02 23:09:37','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=76',0,'post','',0),(77,1,'2009-11-02 15:00:28','2009-11-02 23:00:28','','Vacation-2005-055','Nicole and Virgile','inherit','open','open','','vacation-2005-055','','','2009-11-02 15:00:28','2009-11-02 23:00:28','',76,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-055.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(78,1,'2009-11-02 15:09:03','2009-11-02 23:09:03','[caption id=\"attachment_77\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Nicole and Virgile\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-77\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-055-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Nicole and Virgile\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\n\nIt\'s November 2nd, which means there is only one subject about which I would even consider writing.\n\nToday is my wedding anniversary.\n\nIt was 17 years ago today that I stood in front of a justice of the peace in the Los Angeles County Courthouse and said those two incredible words for the second time in my life.\n\n<em>\"I\'m sorry.\"</em>\n\nOops, those are the two words I have said hundreds of times since then, trying to make up for all the times I have been a less than perfect husband, father or person.\n\n<em>\"I do.\"</em>\n\nThose are the two words. I said them once before in April of 1975, and I did until she didn\'t, which was less than five years. That made this the second time around for me, and I managed to snag a wonderful package deal -- an incredible wife and two of the best children in the world.\n\nFor the last 17 years, they have filled my life with joy, more joy than I would ever have dreamed possible. Studies show that married men live longer than single ones -- I\'ve heard the joke that it only seems longer -- and I certainly understand why. I honestly think most of us are happier when we have other people that we care about and who care about us in return.\n\nThere\'s nothing sadder than an old man or woman, left all alone in the world with no one to care if they live or die. I feel blessed that God willing, that will never happen to me.\n\nWhen Nicole and I were first married, after knowing each other for only 51 days, we decided that our song would be Elvis Presley\'s \"Can\'t Help Falling in Love.\" More recently, Nicole has made a favorite of the old song, \"I Only Want to be With You.\" It\'s nice, but there is really only one song lodged deeply in my heart that says what Nicole means to me, and that\'s John Denver and Placido Domingo\'s \"Perhaps Love.\"\n\n<em>\"... if I should live forever and all my dreams come true, my memory of love will be of you.\"</em>\n\nSeventeen wonderful years.\n\nI wish it','','','inherit','open','open','','76-revision','','','2009-11-02 15:09:03','2009-11-02 23:09:03','',76,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=78',0,'revision','',0),(79,1,'2009-11-03 17:25:31','2009-11-04 01:25:31','There are days when I wish I lived almost anywhere else than Southern California, and then there are days when I fall in love with my home state all over again.\r\n\r\nWhenever I have to drive around Los Angeles in the rain, or battle the ever-elongating rush hours, I\'m ready to answer that ad and buy the $10,000 house for sale in central North Dakota up near the Canadian border. See enough cars and enough people and you\'ll convince yourself that hermits know something the rest of us don\'t.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_80\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"The never-ending story\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-80\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/california-wide-300x155.jpg\" alt=\"The never-ending story\" width=\"300\" height=\"155\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI spent 14 years commuting in the opposite direction of rush hour, which was a mixed blessing. There wasn\'t as much traffic, but it meant that for 14 years I was driving into the rising sun in the morning and the setting sun in the evening. That got old long before I had the chance to stop doing it.\r\n\r\nBut nearly two years ago I stopped commuting, and now the only time I see the sun rise is on my monthly trips to the golf course. It\'s no fun to blast a drive directly into the rising sun and have no idea where it went, but I do it by choice -- and eventually the sun is high enough in the sky that it doesn\'t bother me.\r\n\r\nOne of the reasons I often forget how wonderful California can be is that I don\'t get to the coast enough. If that sounds ironic to people who think that everyone in California lives on the West Coast, well, I live about 30 miles from the ocean and I rarely see it.\r\n\r\nI saw it last Saturday when I drove my wife down to San Clemente for an appointment, but that was the first time in a couple of months. The fact is, when you don\'t get to see the ocean or the mountains here, it might as well be Houston or Dallas. Just another big city with far-flung suburbs.\r\n\r\nBut when the air is right, when the sun is shining and I see the palm trees stretching out through the city toward the ocean, I remember why it mattered so much to me to be here and how I battled for so many years to work my way across the country.\r\n\r\nDuring the years I was a newspaper columnist, I made a lot of speeches in the community. I told people I was a California native, a true Son of the Golden West, but that I hadn\'t been given the opportunity to grow up here. I told them my parents had moved away before I was a year old.\r\n\r\n\"I knew it was a mistake,\" I said. \"I told them not to go, but they wouldn\'t listen.\"\r\n\r\nAh, the curse of being pre-verbal.\r\n\r\nBefore we leave sometime next year, there are a lot of places I want to see, some for the first time and some again just because they mean something to me.\r\n\r\nI\'ve been to Yosemite, but I want to go back. Ditto with the giant sequoias and San Francisco and Morro Bay. But I haven\'t been to Death Valley or Mendocino or a dozen other places that are still on my list.\r\n\r\nI\'ve seen surfers catching waves, but I still want to do it myself. And after seeing the Beach Boys perform three times in the D.C. area when I was younger, I finally got to see them here in California in September.\r\n\r\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/No2YsRK3bw0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/No2YsRK3bw0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\r\n\r\nIt\'s still a wonderful place, and I will cherish the memories of living here long after I am gone.\r\n\r\nIt\'s ironic. I married a California girl in 1975, but I found real love with a Frenchwoman 17 years later and raised two California kids.\r\n\r\nAh, California.','Sometimes it\'s an easy place to love/hate','','publish','open','open','','sometimes-its-an-easy-place-to-lovehate','','','2009-11-03 17:25:31','2009-11-04 01:25:31','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=79',0,'post','',0),(80,1,'2009-11-03 16:49:26','2009-11-04 00:49:26','','california-wide','The never-ending story','inherit','open','open','','ar71w2','','','2009-11-03 16:49:26','2009-11-04 00:49:26','',79,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/california-wide.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(81,1,'2009-11-03 17:25:11','2009-11-04 01:25:11','There are days when I wish I lived almost anywhere else than Southern California, and then there are days when I fall in love with my home state all over again.\n\nWhenever I have to drive around Los Angeles in the rain, or battle the ever-elongating rush hours, I\'m ready to answer that ad and buy the $10,000 house for sale in central North Dakota up near the Canadian border. See enough cars and enough people and you\'ll convince yourself that hermits know something the rest of us don\'t.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_80\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"The never-ending story\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-80\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/california-wide-300x155.jpg\" alt=\"The never-ending story\" width=\"300\" height=\"155\" />[/caption]\n\nI spent 14 years commuting in the opposite direction of rush hour, which was a mixed blessing. There wasn\'t as much traffic, but it meant that for 14 years I was driving into the rising sun in the morning and the setting sun in the evening. That got old long before I had the chance to stop doing it.\n\nBut nearly two years ago I stopped commuting, and now the only time I see the sun rise is on my monthly trips to the golf course. It\'s no fun to blast a drive directly into the rising sun and have no idea where it went, but I do it by choice -- and eventually the sun is high enough in the sky that it doesn\'t bother me.\n\nOne of the reasons I often forget how wonderful California can be is that I don\'t get to the coast enough. If that sounds ironic to people who think that everyone in California lives on the West Coast, well, I live about 30 miles from the ocean and I rarely see it.\n\nI saw it last Saturday when I drove my wife down to San Clemente for an appointment, but that was the first time in a couple of months. The fact is, when you don\'t get to see the ocean or the mountains here, it might as well be Houston or Dallas. Just another big city with far-flung suburbs.\n\nBut when the air is right, when the sun is shining and I see the palm trees stretching out through the city toward the ocean, I remember why it mattered so much to me to be here and how I battled for so many years to work my way across the country.\n\nDuring the years I was a newspaper columnist, I made a lot of speeches in the community. I told people I was a California native, a true Son of the Golden West, but that I hadn\'t been given the opportunity to grow up here. I told them my parents had moved away before I was a year old.\n\n\"I knew it was a mistake,\" I said. \"I told them not to go, but they wouldn\'t listen.\"\n\nAh, the curse of being pre-verbal.\n\nBefore we leave sometime next year, there are a lot of places I want to see, some for the first time and some again just because they mean something to me.\n\nI\'ve been to Yosemite, but I want to go back. Ditto with the giant sequoias and San Francisco and Morro Bay. But I haven\'t been to Death Valley or Mendocino or a dozen other places that are still on my list.\n\nI\'ve seen surfers catching waves, but I still want to do it myself. And after seeing the Beach Boys perform three times in the D.C. area when I was younger, I finally got to see them here in California in September.\n\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/No2YsRK3bw0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/No2YsRK3bw0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\n\nIt\'s still a wonderful place, and I will cherish the memories of living here long after I am gone.\n\nIt\'s ironic. I married a California girl in 1975, but I found real love with a Frenchwoman 17 years later and raised two California kids.\n\nAh, California.','','','inherit','open','open','','79-revision','','','2009-11-03 17:25:11','2009-11-04 01:25:11','',79,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=81',0,'revision','',0),(82,1,'2009-11-05 17:53:49','2009-11-06 01:53:49','<em>I need to apologize in advance for the nature of this post, but it\'s kind of important.</em>\r\n\r\nThere are two words I don\'t ever want to see together, especially when I\'m describing myself. No, not \"conservative Republican\" or \"Rosie\'s lover,\" although those would be relatively high on the list.\r\n\r\nI\'m talking about \"rectal\" and \"bleeding.\"\r\n\r\nAnd that\'s the end of the humor in this piece. Tuesday night after midnight, I realized that I was having intermittent bleeding, mostly when I used the bathroom. Since I\'m a guy, I procrastinated for about 14 hours, thinking the problem might get better if I ignored it. But it was actually getting a little worse, and the blood was becoming a brighter shade of red, so yesterday afternoon I got in the car and drove to the emergency room.\r\n\r\nIt isn\'t that I don\'t have insurance. I actually have pretty good insurance, but when you\'re bleeding for no apparent reason (i.e., a wound), the emergency room seems like the most logical place to go.\r\n\r\n<img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-83\" title=\"The lovely Ms. Couric\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/KatieCouric_Screen-for-Life-231x300.jpg\" alt=\"The lovely Ms. Couric\" width=\"231\" height=\"300\" /> For the next 10 hours or so, it was my home. I had a blood test, some x-rays, a four-hour potassium drip and finally, a CAT scan.\r\n\r\nDuring that time, I had plenty of opportunity to ponder what might be happening, and of course at times like that it\'s easy to focus on the worst possible scenario. I was a little annoyed with myself, because I\'m nearly 60 years old and have never had a colonoscopy. I did have a flexible sigmoidoscopy five or six years ago, and that was annoying enough that I suppose I had been putting off the idea of a far more invasive procedure.\r\n\r\nMy doctor has been giving me referrals for the last three or four years, and when I had my yearly physical last Friday, he made me promise that I would finally get it done this year.\r\n\r\nAfter my emergency room experience, I will definitely comply.\r\n\r\nThe good news -- the really good news -- from the CAT scan is that I probably don\'t have colon cancer. Although they called it a \"presumptive\" diagnosis and said I needed a colonoscopy to be sure, the CAT scan showed that what I probably have is colitis. That\'s painful enough in its own way, and the bleeding hasn\'t completely stopped, but I am certainly relieved that I am apparently not facing painful treatments and quite possibly death just yet.\r\n\r\nIt isn\'t so much that I\'m afraid of dying. I\'ve had a good life, and even if this turned out to be all there is of it, I would not feel particularly cheated.\r\n\r\nBut there are people who love me, people who need me and count on me to be there. I need to do a better job of making sure that I\'ll be there for them for as long as possible.\r\n\r\nSo if you\'re past 50 and haven\'t had a colonoscopy, get one.\r\n\r\nIt will matter to the folks who love you.','Health scares show need for vigilance','','publish','open','open','','health-scares-show-need-for-vigilance','','','2009-11-05 17:53:49','2009-11-06 01:53:49','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=82',0,'post','',0),(83,1,'2009-11-05 17:42:45','2009-11-06 01:42:45','','The lovely Ms. Couric','','inherit','open','open','','katiecouric_screen-for-life','','','2009-11-05 17:42:45','2009-11-06 01:42:45','',82,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/KatieCouric_Screen-for-Life.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(84,1,'2009-11-05 17:53:43','2009-11-06 01:53:43','<em>I need to apologize in advance for the nature of this post, but it\'s kind of important.</em>\n\nThere are two words I don\'t ever want to see together, especially when I\'m describing myself. No, not \"conservative Republican\" or \"Rosie\'s lover,\" although those would be relatively high on the list.\n\nI\'m talking about \"rectal\" and \"bleeding.\"\n\nAnd that\'s the end of the humor in this piece. Tuesday night after midnight, I realized that I was having intermittent bleeding, mostly when I used the bathroom. Since I\'m a guy, I procrastinated for about 14 hours, thinking the problem might get better if I ignored it. But it was actually getting a little worse, and the blood was becoming a brighter shade of red, so yesterday afternoon I got in the car and drove to the emergency room.\n\nIt isn\'t that I don\'t have insurance. I actually have pretty good insurance, but when you\'re bleeding for no apparent reason (i.e., a wound), the emergency room seems like the most logical place to go.\n\n<img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-83\" title=\"The lovely Ms. Couric\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/KatieCouric_Screen-for-Life-231x300.jpg\" alt=\"The lovely Ms. Couric\" width=\"231\" height=\"300\" /> For the next 10 hours or so, it was my home. I had a blood test, some x-rays, a four-hour potassium drip and finally, a CAT scan.\n\nDuring that time, I had plenty of opportunity to ponder what might be happening, and of course at times like that it\'s easy to focus on the worst possible scenario. I was a little annoyed with myself, because I\'m nearly 60 years old and have never had a colonoscopy. I did have a flexible sigmoidoscopy five or six years ago, and that was annoying enough that I suppose I had been putting off the idea of a far more invasive procedure.\n\nMy doctor has been giving me referrals for the last three or four years, and when I had my yearly physical last Friday, he made me promise that I would finally get it done this year.\n\nAfter my emergency room experience, I will definitely comply.\n\nThe good news -- the really good news -- from the CAT scan is that I probably don\'t have colon cancer. Although they called it a \"presumptive\" diagnosis and said I needed a colonoscopy to be sure, the CAT scan showed that what I probably have is colitis. That\'s painful enough in its own way, and the bleeding hasn\'t completely stopped, but I am certainly relieved that I am apparently not facing painful treatments and quite possibly death just yet.\n\nIt isn\'t so much that I\'m afraid of dying. I\'ve had a good life, and even if this turned out to be all there is of it, I would not feel particularly cheated.\n\nBut there are people who love me, people who need me and count on me to be there. I need to do a better job of making sure that I\'ll be there for them for as long as possible.\n\nSo if you\'re past 50 and haven\'t had a colonoscopy, get one.\n\nIt will matter to the folks who love you.','Health scares sho','','inherit','open','open','','82-revision','','','2009-11-05 17:53:43','2009-11-06 01:53:43','',82,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=84',0,'revision','',0),(85,1,'2009-11-06 16:58:48','2009-11-07 00:58:48','I\'m feeling as weak as the proverbial kitten, but I could not be happier.\r\n\r\nMost of the people I love more than anyone else in the world will be in town beginning this evening, gathering for the wedding of my wonderful son this Sunday at Descanso Gardens.\r\n\r\nMy three sisters will not be in California, but my mother and my brother flew in today, and my daughter Pauline, her husband Ryan and amazing baby Maddie will be on the same flight with Virgile that we\'re meeting at 7:30 p.m. at Los Angeles International Airport. Coincidentally, all six of them were flying in from Washington, D.C., which appears to be the once and future base of my family.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_86\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Maddie, Pauline and Ryan\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-86\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/pauline-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"Maddie, Pauline and Ryan\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nPauline has been in Washington with her family since Labor Day, spending nine months or so in the states for language training for her next posting in Surabaya, Indonesia. My daughter has been bilingual -- in French and English -- since she was a small child, and has learned American Sign Language and Mandarin Chinese as well as her current class in Indonesian.\r\n\r\nSurabaya will be her third posting as a foreign service officer, and it may turn out to be the first one where she stays for three years. At least as far as she tells me, it\'s also where she and Ryan are planning to give Maddie her first little brother or sister.\r\n\r\nVirgile and his lovely bride Sterling got to Washington at about the same time, give or take a week, but for him the first part of his stay is his training as a first-time officer. In February he\'ll begin language training for his first posting, which will be in Athens, Greece, late next year.\r\n\r\nThis will be one of the last times we\'re all together for a while. With Pauline possibly doing a three-year tour in Surabaya, it will put the two of them on different tracks for the time they\'ll spend in Washington.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_87\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"225\" caption=\"My son Virgile and my brother Stephen\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-87\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/virgile-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"My son Virgile and my brother Stephen\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nThat makes this weekend a little more special, and it makes the fact that we\'ll go to Washington for Christmas this year even more special.\r\n\r\nIt will be the first time I\'ve been back home in Virginia since we were there in April 2008 for my dad\'s funeral, and it will be nice to be there for a happy occasion instead of a sad one.\r\n\r\nIt\'s funny. When we\'re younger, we always think there will be plenty of time to be with the people we love. The future stretches out ahead of us like an endless highway and it\'s difficult to imagine that someday will come a time that will be the last time we\'ll see one person or another.\r\n\r\nBut while I hardly feel I\'m nearing the end of my own life, I do accept that the road is no longer endless and in fact, there aren\'t that many shopping days till Christmas. That\'s why I will try and treasure the moments as they come, and be thankful for each and every opportunity to spend time with the people I love.','Time spent with loved ones is wonderful','','publish','open','open','','time-spent-with-loved-ones-is-wonderful','','','2009-11-06 16:58:48','2009-11-07 00:58:48','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=85',0,'post','',0),(86,1,'2009-11-06 16:42:12','2009-11-07 00:42:12','','pauline','Maddie, Pauline and Ryan','inherit','open','open','','pauline','','','2009-11-06 16:42:12','2009-11-07 00:42:12','',85,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/pauline.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(87,1,'2009-11-06 16:51:49','2009-11-07 00:51:49','','virgile','My son Virgile and my brother Stephen','inherit','open','open','','virgile','','','2009-11-06 16:51:49','2009-11-07 00:51:49','',85,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/virgile.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(88,1,'2009-11-06 16:58:12','2009-11-07 00:58:12','I\'m feeling as weak as the proverbial kitten, but I could not be happier.\n\nMost of the people I love more than anyone else in the world will be in town beginning this evening, gathering for the wedding of my wonderful son this Sunday at Descanso Gardens.\n\nMy three sisters will not be in California, but my mother and my brother flew in today, and my daughter Pauline, her husband Ryan and amazing baby Maddie will be on the same flight with Virgile that we\'re meeting at 7:30 p.m. at Los Angeles International Airport. Coincidentally, all six of them were flying in from Washington, D.C., which appears to be the once and future base of my family.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_86\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Maddie, Pauline and Ryan\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-86\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/pauline-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"Maddie, Pauline and Ryan\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" />[/caption]\n\nPauline has been in Washington with her family since Labor Day, spending nine months or so in the states for language training for her next posting in Surabaya, Indonesia. My daughter has been bilingual -- in French and English -- since she was a small child, and has learned American Sign Language and Mandarin Chinese as well as her current class in Indonesian.\n\nSurabaya will be her third posting as a foreign service officer, and it may turn out to be the first one where she stays for three years. At least as far as she tells me, it\'s also where she and Ryan are planning to give Maddie her first little brother or sister.\n\nVirgile and his lovely bride Sterling got to Washington at about the same time, give or take a week, but for him the first part of his stay is his training as a first-time officer. In February he\'ll begin language training for his first posting, which will be in Athens, Greece, late next year.\n\nThis will be one of the last times we\'re all together for a while. With Pauline possibly doing a three-year tour in Surabaya, it will put the two of them on different tracks for the time they\'ll spend in Washington.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_87\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"225\" caption=\"My son Virgile and my brother Stephen\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-87\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/virgile-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"My son Virgile and my brother Stephen\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\n\nThat makes this weekend a little more special, and it makes the fact that we\'ll go to Washington for Christmas this year even more special.\n\nIt will be the first time I\'ve been back home in Virginia since we were there in April 2008 for my dad\'s funeral, and it will be nice to be there for a happy occasion instead of a sad one.\n\nIt\'s funny. When we\'re younger, we always think there will be plenty of time to be with the people we love. The future stretches out ahead of us like an endless highway and it\'s difficult to imagine that someday will come a time that will be the last time we\'ll see one person or another.\n\nBut while I hardly feel I\'m nearing the end of my own life, I do accept that the road is no longer endless and in fact, there aren\'t that many shopping days till Christmas. That\'s why I will try and treasure the moments as they come, and be thankful for each and every opportunity to spend time with the people I love.','','','inherit','open','open','','85-revision','','','2009-11-06 16:58:12','2009-11-07 00:58:12','',85,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=88',0,'revision','',0),(89,1,'2009-11-07 23:21:10','2009-11-08 07:21:10','John Hughes isn\'t around to make movies anymore, but I think he would have been happy to make<a title=\"I Love You Beth Cooper\" href=\"http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1032815/\" target=\"_self\"> \"I Love You Beth Cooper.\"</a>\r\n\r\nIf there\'s a teen movie that expresses maybe the ultimate fantasy -- the geeky valedictorian telling the school goddess in front of everyone that he loves her -- this is it.\r\n\r\n<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-90\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/i-love-you-beth-cooper-255x300.jpg\" alt=\"I Love You Beth Cooper\" width=\"255\" height=\"300\" />\r\n<div class=\"mceTemp\"><dl id=\"attachment_90\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\" style=\"width: 265px;\"> <dd class=\"wp-caption-dd\">I Love You Beth Cooper</dd> </dl></div>\r\nIt\'s graduation night, and valedictorian Denis Cooverman is learning there is both more and less to the girl he has idolized since seventh grade. Denis is bound for Stanford in the fall, and head cheerleader Beth is self-aware enough to know that the best part of her life has probably ended with graduation.\r\n\r\nThey have the kind of night that just doesn\'t happen, with all sorts of felonies being committed and all sorts of dreams coming true.\r\n\r\nIt\'s a case of a movie being made from a book, and Larry Doyle\'s novel definitely has more depth -- and is even more humorous -- than the movie. But both were terrific in their own way, and even though I was never the valedictorian, I would love to have had a graduation night like the one in the movie.\r\n\r\nAs if.','\'Beth Cooper\' a terrific little movie','','publish','open','open','','beth-cooper-a-terrific-little-movie','','','2009-11-07 23:21:10','2009-11-08 07:21:10','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=89',0,'post','',0),(90,1,'2009-11-07 22:51:59','2009-11-08 06:51:59','','i-love-you-beth-cooper','I Love You Beth Cooper','inherit','open','open','','i-love-you-beth-cooper','','','2009-11-07 22:51:59','2009-11-08 06:51:59','',89,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/i-love-you-beth-cooper.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(91,1,'2009-11-07 23:03:59','2009-11-08 07:03:59','John Hughes isn\'t around to make movies anymore, but I think he would have been happy to make<a title=\"I Love You Beth Cooper\" href=\"http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1032815/\" target=\"_self\"> \"I Love You Beth Cooper.\"</a>\n\nIf there\'s a teen movie that expresses maybe the ultimate fantasy -- the geeky valedictorian telling the school goddess in front of everyone that he loves her -- this is it.\n\n<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-90\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/i-love-you-beth-cooper-255x300.jpg\" alt=\"I Love You Beth Cooper\" width=\"255\" height=\"300\" />\n<div class=\"mceTemp\"><dl id=\"attachment_90\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\" style=\"width: 265px;\"> <dd class=\"wp-caption-dd\">I Love You Beth Cooper</dd> </dl></div>\nIt\'s graduation night, and valedictorian Denis Cooverman is learning there is both more and less to the girl he has idolized since seventh grade. Denis is bound for Stanford in the fall, and head cheerleader Beth is self-aware enough to know that the best part of her life has probably ended with graduation.\n\nThey have the kind of night that just doesn\'t happen, with all sorts of felonies being committed and all sorts of dreams coming true.','','','inherit','open','open','','89-revision','','','2009-11-07 23:03:59','2009-11-08 07:03:59','',89,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=91',0,'revision','',0),(92,1,'2009-11-07 23:21:02','2009-11-08 07:21:02','John Hughes isn\'t around to make movies anymore, but I think he would have been happy to make<a title=\"I Love You Beth Cooper\" href=\"http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1032815/\" target=\"_self\"> \"I Love You Beth Cooper.\"</a>\n\nIf there\'s a teen movie that expresses maybe the ultimate fantasy -- the geeky valedictorian telling the school goddess in front of everyone that he loves her -- this is it.\n\n<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-90\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/i-love-you-beth-cooper-255x300.jpg\" alt=\"I Love You Beth Cooper\" width=\"255\" height=\"300\" />\n<div class=\"mceTemp\"><dl id=\"attachment_90\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\" style=\"width: 265px;\"> <dd class=\"wp-caption-dd\">I Love You Beth Cooper</dd> </dl></div>\nIt\'s graduation night, and valedictorian Denis Cooverman is learning there is both more and less to the girl he has idolized since seventh grade. Denis is bound for Stanford in the fall, and head cheerleader Beth is self-aware enough to know that the best part of her life has probably ended with graduation.\n\nThey have the kind of night that just doesn\'t happen, with all sorts of felonies being committed and all sorts of dreams coming true.\n\nIt\'s a case of a movie being made from a book, and Larry Doyle\'s novel definitely has more depth -- and is even more humorous -- than the movie. But both were terrific in their own way, and even though I was never the valedictorian, I would love to have had a graduation night like the one in the movie.\n\nAs if.','\'Beth Cooper\' a ','','inherit','open','open','','89-revision-2','','','2009-11-07 23:21:02','2009-11-08 07:21:02','',89,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=92',0,'revision','',0),(93,1,'2009-11-08 12:30:07','2009-11-08 20:30:07','Dear Virgile:\r\n\r\nYou have been a man for some time now, but today you take one of the two biggest steps toward maturity. This evening we will all gather at Descanso Gardens and watch as you and your lovely bride Sterling take your wedding vows. I could not be happier for you and I could not be more proud of you, but then, I have always been very proud of you.\r\n\r\nI can\'t really think of many ways in which I could advise you, but I would like you to remember these words from 1 Corinthians 13:\r\n\r\n<em>\"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.</em>\r\n\r\n<em>\"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.</em>\r\n\r\n<em><sup id=\"en-NIV-28658\">\"</sup>Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.</em>\r\n\r\n<em><sup id=\"en-NIV-28663\">\"</sup>And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.\"</em>\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_94\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"A most wonderful son.\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-94\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-101-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"A most wonderful son.\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nIf you are looking for an example of how to be a good husband, look no further than your brother-in-law. Ryan has been a wonderful husband to your sister and a wonderful father to your niece. He has exceeded my expectations in almost every way, and I am proud he is part of our family.\r\n\r\nIf you need an example of a loving, unselfish family man, your late grandfather is a very good one. For more than 50 years, he put his wife and his children first and I truly believe God has rewarded him for it, even though I know he never asked for any reward.\r\n\r\nThe only advice I can give you is that you will never regret the words you do <em>not</em> speak in anger, because there are things we can say that can never be taken back. And never write anything down that is hurtful. That\'s a lesson it has taken me some time to learn.\r\n\r\nOh, and treat Sterling as if she is the most precious treasure in the world. You will never regret it.\r\n\r\nRemember that there will never be anyone who loves you more than your mother. She has been your biggest fan for nearly 25 years, and she is the one who taught me this sentence:\r\n\r\n<em>\"Virgile is the most wonderful boy in the world.\"</em>\r\n\r\nSo love your wife and enjoy your day. If we are not always with you in the future, please remember you are never far from our thoughts and are always in our prayers. You were a wonderful boy and you are a fine man. I could not have imagined having a better son.\r\n\r\nLast night in your toast at the rehearsal dinner, you said that your mother and I were great parents. I treasure that compliment, but I know one thing is true.\r\n\r\nIt is much easier to be a great parent when you have wonderful children.\r\n\r\nAll my love,\r\n\r\nDad','To my son on his wedding day','','publish','open','open','','to-my-son-on-his-wedding-day','','','2009-11-08 12:35:55','2009-11-08 20:35:55','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=93',0,'post','',0),(94,1,'2009-11-08 12:23:51','2009-11-08 20:23:51','','Vacation-2005-101','A most wonderful son.','inherit','open','open','','vacation-2005-101','','','2009-11-08 12:23:51','2009-11-08 20:23:51','',93,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-101.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(95,1,'2009-11-08 12:29:57','2009-11-08 20:29:57','Dear Virgile:\n\nYou have been a man for some time now, but today you take one of the two biggest steps toward maturity. This evening we will all gather at Descanso Gardens and watch as you and your lovely bride Sterling take your wedding vows. I could not be happier for you and I could not be more proud of you, but then, I have always been very proud of you.\n\nI can\'t really think of many ways in which I could advise you, but I would like you to remember these words from 1 Corinthians 13:\n\n\"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.\n\n<em>\"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.</em>\n\n<em><sup id=\"en-NIV-28658\">\"</sup>Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.</em>\n\n<em><sup id=\"en-NIV-28663\">\"</sup>And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.\"</em>\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_94\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"A most wonderful son.\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-94\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-101-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"A most wonderful son.\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\n\nIf you are looking for an example of how to be a good husband, look no further than your brother-in-law. Ryan has been a wonderful husband to your sister and a wonderful father to your niece. He has exceeded my expectations in almost every way, and I am proud he is part of our family.\n\nIf you need an example of a loving, unselfish family man, your late grandfather is a very good one. For more than 50 years, he put his wife and his children first and I truly believe God has rewarded him for it, even though I know he never asked for any reward.\n\nThe only advice I can give you is that you will never regret the words you do <em>not</em> speak in anger, because there are things we can say that can never be taken back. And never write anything down that is hurtful. That\'s a lesson it has taken me some time to learn.\n\nRemember that there will never be anyone who loves you more than your mother. She has been your biggest fan for nearly 25 years, and she is the one who taught me this sentence:\n\n<em>\"Virgile is the most wonderful boy in the world.\"</em>\n\nSo love your wife and enjoy your day. If we are not always with you in the future, please remember you are never far from our thoughts and are always in our prayers. You were a wonderful boy and you are a fine man. I could not have imagined having a better son.\n\nLast night in your toast at the rehearsal dinner, you said that your mother and I were great parents. I treasure that compliment, but I know one thing is true.\n\nIt is much easier to be a great parent when you have wonderful children.\n\nAll my love,\n\nDad','To my son on his wedding day','','inherit','open','open','','93-revision','','','2009-11-08 12:29:57','2009-11-08 20:29:57','',93,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=95',0,'revision','',0),(96,1,'2009-11-08 12:30:07','2009-11-08 20:30:07','Dear Virgile:\r\n\r\nYou have been a man for some time now, but today you take one of the two biggest steps toward maturity. This evening we will all gather at Descanso Gardens and watch as you and your lovely bride Sterling take your wedding vows. I could not be happier for you and I could not be more proud of you, but then, I have always been very proud of you.\r\n\r\nI can\'t really think of many ways in which I could advise you, but I would like you to remember these words from 1 Corinthians 13:\r\n\r\n\"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.\r\n\r\n<em>\"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.</em>\r\n\r\n<em><sup id=\"en-NIV-28658\">\"</sup>Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.</em>\r\n\r\n<em><sup id=\"en-NIV-28663\">\"</sup>And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.\"</em>\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_94\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"A most wonderful son.\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-94\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-101-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"A most wonderful son.\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nIf you are looking for an example of how to be a good husband, look no further than your brother-in-law. Ryan has been a wonderful husband to your sister and a wonderful father to your niece. He has exceeded my expectations in almost every way, and I am proud he is part of our family.\r\n\r\nIf you need an example of a loving, unselfish family man, your late grandfather is a very good one. For more than 50 years, he put his wife and his children first and I truly believe God has rewarded him for it, even though I know he never asked for any reward.\r\n\r\nThe only advice I can give you is that you will never regret the words you do <em>not</em> speak in anger, because there are things we can say that can never be taken back. And never write anything down that is hurtful. That\'s a lesson it has taken me some time to learn.\r\n\r\nRemember that there will never be anyone who loves you more than your mother. She has been your biggest fan for nearly 25 years, and she is the one who taught me this sentence:\r\n\r\n<em>\"Virgile is the most wonderful boy in the world.\"</em>\r\n\r\nSo love your wife and enjoy your day. If we are not always with you in the future, please remember you are never far from our thoughts and are always in our prayers. You were a wonderful boy and you are a fine man. I could not have imagined having a better son.\r\n\r\nLast night in your toast at the rehearsal dinner, you said that your mother and I were great parents. I treasure that compliment, but I know one thing is true.\r\n\r\nIt is much easier to be a great parent when you have wonderful children.\r\n\r\nAll my love,\r\n\r\nDad','To my son on his wedding day','','inherit','open','open','','93-revision-2','','','2009-11-08 12:30:07','2009-11-08 20:30:07','',93,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=96',0,'revision','',0),(97,1,'2009-11-08 12:30:47','2009-11-08 20:30:47','Dear Virgile:\r\n\r\nYou have been a man for some time now, but today you take one of the two biggest steps toward maturity. This evening we will all gather at Descanso Gardens and watch as you and your lovely bride Sterling take your wedding vows. I could not be happier for you and I could not be more proud of you, but then, I have always been very proud of you.\r\n\r\nI can\'t really think of many ways in which I could advise you, but I would like you to remember these words from 1 Corinthians 13:\r\n\r\n<em>\"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.</em>\r\n\r\n<em>\"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.</em>\r\n\r\n<em><sup id=\"en-NIV-28658\">\"</sup>Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.</em>\r\n\r\n<em><sup id=\"en-NIV-28663\">\"</sup>And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.\"</em>\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_94\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"A most wonderful son.\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-94\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-101-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"A most wonderful son.\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nIf you are looking for an example of how to be a good husband, look no further than your brother-in-law. Ryan has been a wonderful husband to your sister and a wonderful father to your niece. He has exceeded my expectations in almost every way, and I am proud he is part of our family.\r\n\r\nIf you need an example of a loving, unselfish family man, your late grandfather is a very good one. For more than 50 years, he put his wife and his children first and I truly believe God has rewarded him for it, even though I know he never asked for any reward.\r\n\r\nThe only advice I can give you is that you will never regret the words you do <em>not</em> speak in anger, because there are things we can say that can never be taken back. And never write anything down that is hurtful. That\'s a lesson it has taken me some time to learn.\r\n\r\nRemember that there will never be anyone who loves you more than your mother. She has been your biggest fan for nearly 25 years, and she is the one who taught me this sentence:\r\n\r\n<em>\"Virgile is the most wonderful boy in the world.\"</em>\r\n\r\nSo love your wife and enjoy your day. If we are not always with you in the future, please remember you are never far from our thoughts and are always in our prayers. You were a wonderful boy and you are a fine man. I could not have imagined having a better son.\r\n\r\nLast night in your toast at the rehearsal dinner, you said that your mother and I were great parents. I treasure that compliment, but I know one thing is true.\r\n\r\nIt is much easier to be a great parent when you have wonderful children.\r\n\r\nAll my love,\r\n\r\nDad','To my son on his wedding day','','inherit','open','open','','93-revision-3','','','2009-11-08 12:30:47','2009-11-08 20:30:47','',93,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=97',0,'revision','',0),(98,1,'2009-11-08 12:31:42','2009-11-08 20:31:42','Dear Virgile:\r\n\r\nYou have been a man for some time now, but today you take one of the two biggest steps toward maturity. This evening we will all gather at Descanso Gardens and watch as you and your lovely bride Sterling take your wedding vows. I could not be happier for you and I could not be more proud of you, but then, I have always been very proud of you.\r\n\r\nI can\'t really think of many ways in which I could advise you, but I would like you to remember these words from 1 Corinthians 13:\r\n\r\n<em>\"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.</em>\r\n\r\n<em>\"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.</em>\r\n\r\n<em><sup id=\"en-NIV-28658\">\"</sup>Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.</em>\r\n\r\n<em><sup id=\"en-NIV-28663\">\"</sup>And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.\"</em>\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_94\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"A most wonderful son.\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-94\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-101-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"A most wonderful son.\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nIf you are looking for an example of how to be a good husband, look no further than your brother-in-law. Ryan has been a wonderful husband to your sister and a wonderful father to your niece. He has exceeded my expectations in almost every way, and I am proud he is part of our family.\r\n\r\nIf you need an example of a loving, unselfish family man, your late grandfather is a very good one. For more than 50 years, he put his wife and his children first and I truly believe God has rewarded him for it, even though I know he never asked for any reward.\r\n\r\nThe only advice I can give you is that you will never regret the words you do <em>not</em> speak in anger, because there are things we can say that can never be taken back. And never write anything down that is hurtful. That\'s a lesson it has taken me some time to learn.\r\n\r\nRemember that there will never be anyone who loves you more than your mother. She has been your biggest fan for nearly 25 years, and she is the one who taught me this sentence:\r\n\r\n<em>\"Virgile is the most wonderful boy in the world.\"</em>\r\n\r\nSo love your wife and enjoy your day. If we are not always with you in the future, please remember you are never far from our thoughts and are always in our prayers. You were a wonderful boy and you are a fine man. I could not have imagined having a better son.\r\n\r\nLast night in your toast at the rehearsal dinner, you said that your mother and I were great parents. I treasure that compliment, but I know one thing is true.\r\n\r\nIt is much easier to be a great parent when you have wonderful children.\r\n\r\nAll my love,\r\n\r\nDad','To my son on his wedding day','','inherit','open','open','','93-revision-4','','','2009-11-08 12:31:42','2009-11-08 20:31:42','',93,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=98',0,'revision','',0),(99,1,'2009-11-08 12:32:42','2009-11-08 20:32:42','Dear Virgile:\r\n\r\nYou have been a man for some time now, but today you take one of the two biggest steps toward maturity. This evening we will all gather at Descanso Gardens and watch as you and your lovely bride Sterling take your wedding vows. I could not be happier for you and I could not be more proud of you, but then, I have always been very proud of you.\r\n\r\nI can\'t really think of many ways in which I could advise you, but I would like you to remember these words from 1 Corinthians 13:\r\n\r\n<em>\"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.</em>\r\n\r\n<em>\"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.</em>\r\n\r\n<em><sup id=\"en-NIV-28658\">\"</sup>Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.</em>\r\n\r\n<em><sup id=\"en-NIV-28663\">\"</sup>And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.\"</em>\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_94\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"A most wonderful son.\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-94\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-101-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"A most wonderful son.\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nIf you are looking for an example of how to be a good husband, look no further than your brother-in-law. Ryan has been a wonderful husband to your sister and a wonderful father to your niece. He has exceeded my expectations in almost every way, and I am proud he is part of our family.\r\n\r\nIf you need an example of a loving, unselfish family man, your late grandfather is a very good one. For more than 50 years, he put his wife and his children first and I truly believe God has rewarded him for it, even though I know he never asked for any reward.\r\n\r\nThe only advice I can give you is that you will never regret the words you do <em>not</em> speak in anger, because there are things we can say that can never be taken back. And never write anything down that is hurtful. That\'s a lesson it has taken me some time to learn.\r\n\r\nRemember that there will never be anyone who loves you more than your mother. She has been your biggest fan for nearly 25 years, and she is the one who taught me this sentence:\r\n\r\n<em>\"Virgile is the most wonderful boy in the world.\"</em>\r\n\r\nSo love your wife and enjoy your day. If we are not always with you in the future, please remember you are never far from our thoughts and are always in our prayers. You were a wonderful boy and you are a fine man. I could not have imagined having a better son.\r\n\r\nLast night in your toast at the rehearsal dinner, you said that your mother and I were great parents. I treasure that compliment, but I know one thing is true.\r\n\r\nIt is much easier to be a great parent when you have wonderful children.\r\n\r\nAll my love,\r\n\r\nDad','To my son on his wedding day','','inherit','open','open','','93-revision-5','','','2009-11-08 12:32:42','2009-11-08 20:32:42','',93,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=99',0,'revision','',0),(100,1,'2009-11-09 01:03:31','2009-11-09 09:03:31','When I first heard of the Fort Hood shootings last week, I was horrified.\r\n\r\nWhen I heard that the alleged perpetrator was a Muslim, I felt even worse. Even if the killings were just the work of one deranged man, even if they had nothing to do with Islam or terrorism, how could they do anything but make Americans even more leery of the Muslims who live among us?\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_101\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"The war at home\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-101\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/varvel-300x216.jpg\" alt=\"The war at home\" width=\"300\" height=\"216\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nNo one seems to know exactly how many there are, but various sources have quoted the figure at about 7 million. Most of those folks aren\'t radical Islamists, just as most Christians aren\'t people who bomb abortion clinics. But there is a <em>differentness</em> to Islam that seems to make many Americans uneasy, and just as I felt Osama bin Laden could have left us far more nervous had he attacked two small towns at random instead of picking New York and Washington, the shootings at Fort Hood trouble me.\r\n\r\nAfter all, most of us don\'t live in New York or Washington, but if the terrorists had attacked Sioux Falls, S.D., and Spartanburg, S.C., that might have left us with a feeling that they could hit us anywhere.\r\n\r\nThe problem we have faced ever since Sept. 11, 2001, has been a complex one. How do we provide people the feeling of safety they need without surrendering what makes us Americans? How do we target Muslims without shredding the First Amendment right of freedom of religion?\r\n\r\nIn 1290, King Edward I of England <a title=\"England expels the Jews\" href=\"http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edict_of_Expulsion\" target=\"_self\">expelled all the Jews</a> from his country, mostly in an attempt to end the practice of lending money at interest. It wasn\'t until 1656 that edict was reversed.\r\n\r\nCould we even consider doing anything like that? It would be awfully difficult, especially when you consider that many of the Muslims people would seek to expel would be law-abiding Americans who were born here and have spent their whole lives here.\r\n\r\nCould we outlaw a religion? If you get rid of Islam in America, then what about Scientology? Or what about any religion practiced by a very small minority?\r\n\r\nI feel absolutely awful for the victims of the Fort Hood shooter and their families, and I certainly want the shootings investigated and whoever is responsible punished to the full extent of the law. But even if it does turn out to be a terrorist act, and not just the actions of a sick, deranged individual, you don\'t protect America by destroying what it stands for.\r\n\r\nRemember, we are the land of the free and the home of the brave.\r\n\r\nIt seems as if a lot of people are forgetting that second part these days.','Fort Hood killer has folks frightened','','publish','open','open','','fort-hood-shootings-have-folks-frightened','','','2009-11-09 01:04:12','2009-11-09 09:04:12','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=100',0,'post','',0),(101,1,'2009-11-09 00:47:11','2009-11-09 08:47:11','','varvel','The war at home','inherit','open','open','','varvel','','','2009-11-09 00:47:11','2009-11-09 08:47:11','',100,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/varvel.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(102,1,'2009-11-09 01:02:44','2009-11-09 09:02:44','When I first heard of the Fort Hood shootings last week, I was horrified.\n\nWhen I heard that the alleged perpetrator was a Muslim, I felt even worse. Even if the killings were just the work of one deranged man, even if they had nothing to do with Islam or terrorism, how could they do anything but make Americans even more leery of the Muslims who live among us?\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_101\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"The war at home\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-101\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/varvel-300x216.jpg\" alt=\"The war at home\" width=\"300\" height=\"216\" />[/caption]\n\nNo one seems to know exactly how many there are, but various sources have quoted the figure at about 7 million. Most of those folks aren\'t radical Islamists, just as most Christians aren\'t people who bomb abortion clinics. But there is a <em>differentness</em> to Islam that seems to make many Americans uneasy, and just as I felt Osama bin Laden could have left us far more nervous had he attacked two small towns at random instead of picking New York and Washington, the shootings at Fort Hood trouble me.\n\nAfter all, most of us don\'t live in New York or Washington, but if the terrorists had attacked Sioux Falls, S.D., and Spartanburg, S.C., that might have left us with a feeling that they could hit us anywhere.\n\nThe problem we have faced ever since Sept. 11, 2001, has been a complex one. How do we provide people the feeling of safety they need without surrendering what makes us Americans? How do we target Muslims without shredding the First Amendment right of freedom of religion?\n\nIn 1290, King Edward I of England <a title=\"England expels the Jews\" href=\"http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edict_of_Expulsion\" target=\"_self\">expelled all the Jews</a> from his country, mostly in an attempt to end the practice of lending money at interest. It wasn\'t until 1656 that edict was reversed.\n\nCould we even consider doing anything like that? It would be awfully difficult, especially when you consider that many of the Muslims people would seek to expel would be law-abiding Americans who were born here and have spent their whole lives here.\n\nCould we outlaw a religion? If you get rid of Islam in America, then what about Scientology? Or what about any religion practiced by a very small minority?\n\nI feel absolutely awful for the victims of the Fort Hood shooter and their families, and I certainly want the shootings investigated and whoever is responsible punished to the full extent of the law. But even if it does turn out to be a terrorist act, and not just the actions of a sick, deranged individual, you don\'t protect America by destroying what it stands for.','','','inherit','open','open','','100-revision','','','2009-11-09 01:02:44','2009-11-09 09:02:44','',100,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=102',0,'revision','',0),(103,1,'2009-11-09 01:03:31','2009-11-09 09:03:31','When I first heard of the Fort Hood shootings last week, I was horrified.\r\n\r\nWhen I heard that the alleged perpetrator was a Muslim, I felt even worse. Even if the killings were just the work of one deranged man, even if they had nothing to do with Islam or terrorism, how could they do anything but make Americans even more leery of the Muslims who live among us?\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_101\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"The war at home\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-101\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/varvel-300x216.jpg\" alt=\"The war at home\" width=\"300\" height=\"216\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nNo one seems to know exactly how many there are, but various sources have quoted the figure at about 7 million. Most of those folks aren\'t radical Islamists, just as most Christians aren\'t people who bomb abortion clinics. But there is a <em>differentness</em> to Islam that seems to make many Americans uneasy, and just as I felt Osama bin Laden could have left us far more nervous had he attacked two small towns at random instead of picking New York and Washington, the shootings at Fort Hood trouble me.\r\n\r\nAfter all, most of us don\'t live in New York or Washington, but if the terrorists had attacked Sioux Falls, S.D., and Spartanburg, S.C., that might have left us with a feeling that they could hit us anywhere.\r\n\r\nThe problem we have faced ever since Sept. 11, 2001, has been a complex one. How do we provide people the feeling of safety they need without surrendering what makes us Americans? How do we target Muslims without shredding the First Amendment right of freedom of religion?\r\n\r\nIn 1290, King Edward I of England <a title=\"England expels the Jews\" href=\"http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edict_of_Expulsion\" target=\"_self\">expelled all the Jews</a> from his country, mostly in an attempt to end the practice of lending money at interest. It wasn\'t until 1656 that edict was reversed.\r\n\r\nCould we even consider doing anything like that? It would be awfully difficult, especially when you consider that many of the Muslims people would seek to expel would be law-abiding Americans who were born here and have spent their whole lives here.\r\n\r\nCould we outlaw a religion? If you get rid of Islam in America, then what about Scientology? Or what about any religion practiced by a very small minority?\r\n\r\nI feel absolutely awful for the victims of the Fort Hood shooter and their families, and I certainly want the shootings investigated and whoever is responsible punished to the full extent of the law. But even if it does turn out to be a terrorist act, and not just the actions of a sick, deranged individual, you don\'t protect America by destroying what it stands for.\r\n\r\nRemember, we are the land of the free and the home of the brave.\r\n\r\nIt seems as if a lot of people are forgetting that second part these days.','Fort Hood shootings have folks frightened','','inherit','open','open','','100-revision-2','','','2009-11-09 01:03:31','2009-11-09 09:03:31','',100,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=103',0,'revision','',0),(104,1,'2009-11-09 17:36:09','2009-11-10 01:36:09','<em>\"You\'ve got to be taught to hate and fear ...\"</em>\r\n<strong>-- SOUTH PACIFIC</strong>\r\n\r\nI think I probably could have gone happily to my grave without hearing the children of the Westboro Baptist Church sing their version of Woody Guthrie\'s \"This Land is Your Land.\"\r\n\r\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/PAPBao4SVhQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/PAPBao4SVhQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\r\n\r\nYou\'re probably aware by now that Westboro\'s pastor, the Rev. Fred Phelps, has made a name for himself with his \"God Hates Fags\" ministry that pickets soldier funerals and has one of the most vicious Websites around. Phelps first came to notoriety about 10 years ago, after the murder of Mathew Shepard in Wyoming with his insistence that the murdered boy was burning in Hell for his homosexuality.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_105\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Children of the corny\"]<img class=\"size-full wp-image-105\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/westboro_baptist_church-drones-300x205.jpg\" alt=\"Children of the corny\" width=\"300\" height=\"205\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nLook at the children in the picture holding up signs last week when Phelps\' crowd was <a title=\"Children of the corny\" href=\"http://trueslant.com/harmonleon/2009/11/09/westboro-baptist-church-picket-obama-girls-and-blue-collar-comedy-tours-ron-white/\" target=\"_self\">picketing</a> a stand-up comedy concert by Ron White, one of the four comedians on the Blue Collar Comedy Tour. White is hardly a liberal and no one has ever accused him of being a homosexual, but I suppose it\'s getting more and more difficult for these folks to get media coverage.\r\n\r\nI remember back when he first came to prominence, Phelps appeared several times on the<a title=\"John and Ken\" href=\"http://www.kfiam640.com/pages/johnandkenshow/\" target=\"_self\"> \"John and Ken Show\"</a> on KFI/640 talk radio in Los Angeles. It was obvious from the get-go that he was a lunatic, a hater and anything but a good Christian. He\'s part of the crowd that picks and chooses from Leviticus and ignores the fact that Jesus never said anything about homosexuality.\r\n\r\nHis ministry offends me so much. I really don\'t care if adults want to demonstrate for one loony reason of another, but when you start teaching children that hate is a good thing from a very young age, you\'re poisoning the future.\r\n\r\nAnd when you take Woody Guthrie, who would have viewed Phelps pretty much the same way as he viewed bankers, America Firsters and Father Coughlan, and make his great music part of your cause, you\'re poisoning the past.\r\n\r\nRev. Phelps, you really need to cut it out.','Teaching kids to hate is evil','','publish','open','open','','teaching-kids-to-hate-is-evil','','','2009-11-09 17:36:09','2009-11-10 01:36:09','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=104',0,'post','',0),(105,1,'2009-11-09 17:26:38','2009-11-10 01:26:38','','westboro_baptist_church-drones-300x205','Children of the corny','inherit','open','open','','westboro_baptist_church-drones-300x205','','','2009-11-09 17:26:38','2009-11-10 01:26:38','',104,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/westboro_baptist_church-drones-300x205.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(106,1,'2009-11-09 17:35:50','2009-11-10 01:35:50','<em>\"You\'ve got to be taught to hate and fear ...\"</em>\n<strong>-- SOUTH PACIFIC</strong>\n\nI think I probably could have gone happily to my grave without hearing the children of the Westboro Baptist Church sing their version of Woody Guthrie\'s \"This Land is Your Land.\"\n\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/PAPBao4SVhQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/PAPBao4SVhQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\n\nYou\'re probably aware by now that Westboro\'s pastor, the Rev. Fred Phelps, has made a name for himself with his \"God Hates Fags\" ministry that pickets soldier funerals and has one of the most vicious Websites around. Phelps first came to notoriety about 10 years ago, after the murder of Mathew Shepard in Wyoming with his insistence that the murdered boy was burning in Hell for his homosexuality.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_105\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Children of the corny\"]<img class=\"size-full wp-image-105\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/westboro_baptist_church-drones-300x205.jpg\" alt=\"Children of the corny\" width=\"300\" height=\"205\" />[/caption]\n\nLook at the children in the picture holding up signs last week when Phelps\' crowd was <a title=\"Children of the corny\" href=\"http://trueslant.com/harmonleon/2009/11/09/westboro-baptist-church-picket-obama-girls-and-blue-collar-comedy-tours-ron-white/\" target=\"_self\">picketing</a> a stand-up comedy concert by Ron White, one of the four comedians on the Blue Collar Comedy Tour. White is hardly a liberal and no one has ever accused him of being a homosexual, but I suppose it\'s getting more and more difficult for these folks to get media coverage.\n\nI remember back when he first came to prominence, Phelps appeared several times on the<a title=\"John and Ken\" href=\"http://www.kfiam640.com/pages/johnandkenshow/\" target=\"_self\"> \"John and Ken Show\"</a> on KFI/640 talk radio in Los Angeles. It was obvious from the get-go that he was a lunatic, a hater and anything but a good Christian. He\'s part of the crowd that picks and chooses from Leviticus and ignores the fact that Jesus never said anything about homosexuality.\n\nHis ministry offends me so much. I really don\'t care if adults want to demonstrate for one loony reason of another, but when you start teaching children that hate is a good thing from a very young age, you\'re poisoning the future.\n\nAnd when you take Woody Guthrie, who would have viewed Phelps pretty much the same way as he viewed bankers, America Firsters and Father Coughlan, and make his great music part of your cause, you\'re poisoning the past.\n\nRev. Phelps, you really need to cut it out.','Teaching kids to hate is evil','','inherit','open','open','','104-revision','','','2009-11-09 17:35:50','2009-11-10 01:35:50','',104,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=106',0,'revision','',0),(107,1,'2009-11-10 22:10:48','2009-11-11 06:10:48','I had an interesting conversation with my son-in-law the other night.\r\n\r\nThat isn\'t surprising in itself; Ryan is a bright young man who has a lot of knowledge in fields that interest me, so even though he\'s half my age, he\'s pretty sharp.\r\n\r\nWe were talking about concerts, and the fact the Nicole and I had seen the Beach Boys at the L.A. County Fair in late September. I mentioned that Mike Love, who leads this incarnation of the group, is 68 years old and it was sort of weird to see him jumping around on the stage after all these years.\r\n\r\nRyan said he didn\'t think a lot of people understood that rock \'n\' roll music has always been about being young and rebelling.\r\n\r\n\"Don\'t these people get it?\" he asked me.\r\n\r\nI told him he was missing the point. Love was born in 1941, so he isn\'t a baby boomer, but the Beach Boys were one of the three or four quintessential boomer groups, and the boomers have basically declared that no one in our generation is ever going to get old.\r\n\r\nWe may <em>die</em>, but we\'ll never get old.\r\n\r\nToday I had to drive to Beverly Hills to pick up some skin-care products for my wife. How did I dress? Sneakers with no socks, faded 501 jeans and a Nike muscle shirt, with an unbuttoned short-sleeve shirt over it. I can say without fear of error that my father or my grandfather never dressed this way when they were my age.\r\n\r\nThe whole age thing is weird anyway. When I mentioned to two old friends that I would be celebrating my 60th birthday next month, I got similar reactions from the two of them. One male, one female, and they both said something like, \"How can we be 60 when we\'re still 24 in our hearts?\"\r\n\r\nIt beats the heck out of me. I\'m a grandfather and happy to be one, but there are about as many days I don\'t feel like an adult as days when I feel the other way.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_108\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"The kid clears the horse\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-108\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Horse-300x290.jpg\" alt=\"The kid clears the horse\" width=\"300\" height=\"290\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nWas it really 43 years ago when I cleared that pommel horse with my mouth wide open, and dear Lord, was I ever really that skinny?\r\n\r\nThe answers are yes and yes. That picture was taken in 1966, when I still felt like there was a chance I could someday do just about whatever I wanted.\r\n\r\nHeck, I was part of the biggest generation in American history. We were the ones who were going to change the culture and stay forever young.\r\n\r\nOf course, \"Forever Young\" is just the title of another Bob Dylan song, and an awful lot of us are starting to look at retirement as something wonderful out there on the horizon.\r\n\r\nYeah, we\'re not what we used to be. I think the saying that comes to mind is that it takes me all night long to do what I used to do all night long.\r\n\r\nWhen I can stay awake.\r\n\r\nSo yes, Ryan, rock \'n\' roll is for the young and rebellious, and I can\'t really name a band or an artist that I like who came along much after the 1980s, except for some country artists. I do like the Dixie Chicks.\r\n\r\nBut sometimes I think the music isn\'t what it once was either. It\'s more corporate, more angry, less exuberant. It\'s a lot easier to sing the happy, passionate songs of your youth when you\'re 65 than it is to stay mad forever. I think that\'s one reason there aren\'t a whole lot of Sex Pistols tribute bands.\r\n\r\nBut rock \'n\' roll -- good old \'50s and \'60s rock \'n\' roll -- will never die.\r\n\r\nAt least until all the boomers are gone.\r\n\r\n<object width=\"425\" height=\"344\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/2BAImUIzyTU&hl=en&fs=1&\"></param><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"></param><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\"></param><embed src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/2BAImUIzyTU&hl=en&fs=1&\" type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\"></embed></object>','The music isn\'t for the old (in spirit)','','publish','open','open','','the-music-isnt-for-the-old-in-spirit','','','2009-11-10 22:10:48','2009-11-11 06:10:48','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=107',0,'post','',0),(108,1,'2009-11-10 22:01:49','2009-11-11 06:01:49','','Horse','The kid clears the horse','inherit','open','open','','horse','','','2009-11-10 22:01:49','2009-11-11 06:01:49','',107,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Horse.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(109,1,'2009-11-10 22:10:31','2009-11-11 06:10:31','I had an interesting conversation with my son-in-law the other night.\n\nThat isn\'t surprising in itself; Ryan is a bright young man who has a lot of knowledge in fields that interest me, so even though he\'s half my age, he\'s pretty sharp.\n\nWe were talking about concerts, and the fact the Nicole and I had seen the Beach Boys at the L.A. County Fair in late September. I mentioned that Mike Love, who leads this incarnation of the group, is 68 years old and it was sort of weird to see him jumping around on the stage after all these years.\n\nRyan said he didn\'t think a lot of people understood that rock \'n\' roll music has always been about being young and rebelling.\n\n\"Don\'t these people get it?\" he asked me.\n\nI told him he was missing the point. Love was born in 1941, so he isn\'t a baby boomer, but the Beach Boys were one of the three or four quintessential boomer groups, and the boomers have basically declared that no one in our generation is ever going to get old.\n\nWe may <em>die</em>, but we\'ll never get old.\n\nToday I had to drive to Beverly Hills to pick up some skin-care products for my wife. How did I dress? Sneakers with no socks, faded 501 jeans and a Nike muscle shirt, with an unbuttoned short-sleeve shirt over it. I can say without fear of error that my father or my grandfather never dressed this way when they were my age.\n\nThe whole age thing is weird anyway. When I mentioned to two old friends that I would be celebrating my 60th birthday next month, I got similar reactions from the two of them. One male, one female, and they both said something like, \"How can we be 60 when we\'re still 24 in our hearts?\"\n\nIt beats the heck out of me. I\'m a grandfather and happy to be one, but there are about as many days I don\'t feel like an adult as days when I feel the other way.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_108\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"The kid clears the horse\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-108\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Horse-300x290.jpg\" alt=\"The kid clears the horse\" width=\"300\" height=\"290\" />[/caption]\n\nWas it really 43 years ago when I cleared that pommel horse with my mouth wide open, and dear Lord, was I ever really that skinny?\n\nThe answers are yes and yes. That picture was taken in 1966, when I still felt like there was a chance I could someday do just about whatever I wanted.\n\nHeck, I was part of the biggest generation in American history. We were the ones who were going to change the culture and stay forever young.\n\nOf course, \"Forever Young\" is just the title of another Bob Dylan song, and an awful lot of us are starting to look at retirement as something wonderful out there on the horizon.\n\nYeah, we\'re not what we used to be. I think the saying that comes to mind is that it takes me all night long to do what I used to do all night long.\n\nWhen I can stay awake.\n\nSo yes, Ryan, rock \'n\' roll is for the young and rebellious, and I can\'t really name a band or an artist that I like who came along much after the 1980s, except for some country artists. I do like the Dixie Chicks.\n\nBut sometimes I think the music isn\'t what it once was either. It\'s more corporate, more angry, less exuberant. It\'s a lot easier to sing the happy, passionate songs of your youth when you\'re 65 than it is to stay mad forever. I think that\'s one reason there aren\'t a whole lot of Sex Pistols tribute bands.\n\nBut rock \'n\' roll -- good old \'50s and \'60s rock \'n\' roll -- will never die.\n\nAt least until all the boomers are gone.\n\n<object width=\"425\" height=\"344\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/2BAImUIzyTU&hl=en&fs=1&\"></param><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"></param><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\"></param><embed src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/2BAImUIzyTU&hl=en&fs=1&\" type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\"></embed></object>','The music isn\'t for the old (in spirit)','','inherit','open','open','','107-revision','','','2009-11-10 22:10:31','2009-11-11 06:10:31','',107,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=109',0,'revision','',0),(110,1,'2009-11-11 21:12:10','2009-11-12 05:12:10','I have a feeling my grandchildren are going to grow up without something that was a very big part of my own life.\r\n\r\nMovie theaters.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_111\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Fairfax (Va.) Theater\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-111\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/wow-300x218.jpg\" alt=\"Fairfax (Va.) Theater\" width=\"300\" height=\"218\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nOh, they aren\'t gone yet, but if you look at the evolution taking place, they\'re definitely on their way. I remember my mother telling me when she was growing up, people generally went to the movies once a week or so. It was an era before television, an era in which Hollywood was turning out a flood of entertaining pictures. Not all of them were \"Gone With the Wind\" or \"Casablanca,\" but even the ones that were thrown together in a week or two were still fun to watch.\r\n\r\nThere was usually a feature film, a second, shorter movie (hence the term \"B\" picture), some previews, a cartoon and a newsreel.\r\n\r\nMost towns had their own theater, even little ones like my mother\'s hometown of Crestline, Ohio, which had only 5,000 people. Of course, some cities had multiple theaters, and the biggest cities had the best ones. New York City\'s Radio City Music Hall, which opened in 1932 and held nearly 6,000 people, is my earliest memory of seeing a movie.\r\n\r\nI saw \"Around the World in Eighty Days\" there in 1957, and I remember we sat way down near the front. Pretty intimidating for a 7-year-old.\r\n\r\nI remember seeing at least one movie -- \"How the West Was Won\" -- in Cinerama when we were living in Dayton, Ohio, and it made me happy to learn that the theater where I saw the movie is one of the <a title=\"Cinerama\" href=\"http://www.dvdtalk.com/dvdsavant/s12cinerama.html\" target=\"_self\">last survivors</a> of the original Cinerama Domes.\r\n\r\nWhen we moved to Virginia, the Fairfax Theater became my home screen. I remember in 1963 it was 60 cents for adults and 30 cents for children, low prices even for that time. It was sort of a rundown theater and by the time my friend Mick Curran and I saw \"Alice\'s Restaurant\" there in the \'70s, the balcony already had been condemned.\r\n\r\nOf course the multiplexes took over, and the big movie palaces disappeared. They say fewer and fewer people go to the movies all the time, and you could prove it by me. In 2008, I think I only made it out twice -- for \"Iron Man\" and \"Indiana Jones.\" As this year winds down, I\'ve only been to the movies once, back in February to see \"Doubt,\" although I\'m definitely hoping to catch \"2012\" before the world ends.\r\n\r\nI haven\'t stopped watching movies. In fact, I probably watch more than ever. It\'s just that I watch them at home on DVD. When I can get a DVD for less than the price of two tickets -- sometimes a lot less -- and not have to deal with the annoyances of theater crowds, it\'s just so much easier.\r\n\r\nAnd look at all the people who have big screen televisions now, along with all sorts of speakers providing \"theater sound.\" Throw in Netflix and movie attendance seems to be down for all but the true blockbusters.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_112\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"260\" caption=\"Radio City Music Hall\"]<img class=\"size-full wp-image-112\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/260px-Radio_City_Music_Hall_procenium_LC-G612-_19401.jpg\" alt=\"Radio City Music Hall\" width=\"260\" height=\"181\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nWe\'re not as sociable as we used to be, either.\r\n\r\nEven folks who like to watch movies with other people are move inclined to have their friends over and pop in a DVD instead of all going out to the movies together. You can avoid the chirping cell phones, the folks who think their conversations are more interesting than the soundtrack and the sticky floors.\r\n\r\nAnd you can pause the movie anytime youwant.\r\n\r\nYes, there are still movies I would rather see on a big screen than on my 37-inch television. That\'s one reason I\'ll probably catch a matinee of \"2012\" sometime soon. I imagine seeing that aircraft carrier hit the White House will look a lot better the bigger it is.\r\n\r\nBut most of the time, I\'d rather just stay home.\r\n\r\nI hope my grandchildren even have the choice.','Movie theaters a vanishing breed?','','publish','open','open','','movie-theaters-a-vanishing-breed','','','2009-11-11 21:12:10','2009-11-12 05:12:10','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=110',0,'post','',0),(111,1,'2009-11-11 20:45:56','2009-11-12 04:45:56','','wow','Fairfax (Va.) Theater','inherit','open','open','','wow','','','2009-11-11 20:45:56','2009-11-12 04:45:56','',110,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/wow.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(112,1,'2009-11-11 21:07:40','2009-11-12 05:07:40','','260px-Radio_City_Music_Hall_procenium_LC-G612-_19401','Radio City Music Hall','inherit','open','open','','260px-radio_city_music_hall_procenium_lc-g612-_19401','','','2009-11-11 21:07:40','2009-11-12 05:07:40','',110,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/260px-Radio_City_Music_Hall_procenium_LC-G612-_19401.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(113,1,'2009-11-11 21:11:52','2009-11-12 05:11:52','I have a feeling my grandchildren are going to grow up without something that was a very big part of my own life.\n\nMovie theaters.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_111\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Fairfax (Va.) Theater\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-111\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/wow-300x218.jpg\" alt=\"Fairfax (Va.) Theater\" width=\"300\" height=\"218\" />[/caption]\n\nOh, they aren\'t gone yet, but if you look at the evolution taking place, they\'re definitely on their way. I remember my mother telling me when she was growing up, people generally went to the movies once a week or so. It was an era before television, an era in which Hollywood was turning out a flood of entertaining pictures. Not all of them were \"Gone With the Wind\" or \"Casablanca,\" but even the ones that were thrown together in a week or two were still fun to watch.\n\nThere was usually a feature film, a second, shorter movie (hence the term \"B\" picture), some previews, a cartoon and a newsreel.\n\nMost towns had their own theater, even little ones like my mother\'s hometown of Crestline, Ohio, which had only 5,000 people. Of course, some cities had multiple theaters, and the biggest cities had the best ones. New York City\'s Radio City Music Hall, which opened in 1932 and held nearly 6,000 people, is my earliest memory of seeing a movie.\n\nI saw \"Around the World in Eighty Days\" there in 1957, and I remember we sat way down near the front. Pretty intimidating for a 7-year-old.\n\nI remember seeing at least one movie -- \"How the West Was Won\" -- in Cinerama when we were living in Dayton, Ohio, and it made me happy to learn that the theater where I saw the movie is one of the <a title=\"Cinerama\" href=\"http://www.dvdtalk.com/dvdsavant/s12cinerama.html\" target=\"_self\">last survivors</a> of the original Cinerama Domes.\n\nWhen we moved to Virginia, the Fairfax Theater became my home screen. I remember in 1963 it was 60 cents for adults and 30 cents for children, low prices even for that time. It was sort of a rundown theater and by the time my friend Mick Curran and I saw \"Alice\'s Restaurant\" there in the \'70s, the balcony already had been condemned.\n\nOf course the multiplexes took over, and the big movie palaces disappeared. They say fewer and fewer people go to the movies all the time, and you could prove it by me. In 2008, I think I only made it out twice -- for \"Iron Man\" and \"Indiana Jones.\" As this year winds down, I\'ve only been to the movies once, back in February to see \"Doubt,\" although I\'m definitely hoping to catch \"2012\" before the world ends.\n\nI haven\'t stopped watching movies. In fact, I probably watch more than ever. It\'s just that I watch them at home on DVD. When I can get a DVD for less than the price of two tickets -- sometimes a lot less -- and not have to deal with the annoyances of theater crowds, it\'s just so much easier.\n\nAnd look at all the people who have big screen televisions now, along with all sorts of speakers providing \"theater sound.\" Throw in Netflix and movie attendance seems to be down for all but the true blockbusters.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_112\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"260\" caption=\"Radio City Music Hall\"]<img class=\"size-full wp-image-112\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/260px-Radio_City_Music_Hall_procenium_LC-G612-_19401.jpg\" alt=\"Radio City Music Hall\" width=\"260\" height=\"181\" />[/caption]\n\nWe\'re not as sociable as we used to be, either.\n\nEven folks who like to watch movies with other people are move inclined to have their friends over and pop in a DVD instead of all going out to the movies together. You can avoid the chirping cell phones, the folks who think their conversations are more interesting than the soundtrack and the sticky floors.\n\nAnd you can pause the movie anytime youwant.\n\nYes, there are still movies I would rather see on a big screen than on my 37-inch television. That\'s one reason I\'ll probably catch a matinee of \"2012\" sometime soon. I imagine seeing that aircraft carrier hit the White House will look a lot better the bigger it is.\n\nBut most of the time, I\'d rather just stay home.\n\nI hope my grandchildren even have the choice.','Movie theaters a vanishing breed?','','inherit','open','open','','110-revision','','','2009-11-11 21:11:52','2009-11-12 05:11:52','',110,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=113',0,'revision','',0),(122,1,'2009-11-15 21:10:05','2009-11-16 05:10:05','Life is very strange when the most interesting person in the world is only coming up on her 14th birthday -- 14 months, that is.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_120\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"225\" caption=\"The Amazing Baby\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-120\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/madison-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"The Amazing Baby\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\n\nThis Thursday, Nov. 19th, my granddaughter Maddie will be one years and two months old. She\'s walking, displaying a fascinating variety of facial expressions and pulling books and DVDs off the shelves like mad.\n\nThe only thing she isn\'t really doing yet is talking.\n\nWe saw little Maddie and her parents last weekend, and we\'ll see them again in Washington, D.C., for Christmas. I know I\'m acting like this is the first baby in the world -- after all, they\'re born every day and there might even be one somewhere as pretty or as smart as Maddie -- but you have to understand this is all a first for me.\n\nI missed out on my own children\'s infancy, and I don\'t really remember much about my younger siblings at that age. I imagine I was a lot more preoccupied with my own life in those pre-puberty days.\n\nWith Maddie I heard her cry over the phone when she was 10 minutes old, and I held her in my arms when she was 10 days old. I have seen her numerous times since then, and what I haven\'t seen in person I\'ve seen in the photos and the videos posted on Facebook.\n\nI can hardly wait for her to learn to talk, to learn to read and write and all the other things that come along with childhood. My daughter Pauline tells me that Maddie already loves books, and I\'m happy to know her parents intend to raise her on the written word and not on television.\n\nWho knows? By the time she grows up, she might be the proverbial one-eyed person in the land of the blind when it comes to literacy.\n\nHo','','','inherit','open','open','','121-revision','','','2009-11-15 21:10:05','2009-11-16 05:10:05','',121,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=122',0,'revision','',0),(115,1,'2009-11-13 19:10:20','2009-11-14 03:10:20','','under-the-dome-by-stephen-king-full-cover','Under the Dome','inherit','open','open','','under-the-dome-by-stephen-king-full-cover','','','2009-11-13 19:10:20','2009-11-14 03:10:20','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/under-the-dome-by-stephen-king-full-cover.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(121,1,'2009-11-15 21:10:42','2009-11-16 05:10:42','Life is very strange when the most interesting person in the world is only coming up on her 14th birthday -- 14 months, that is.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_120\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"225\" caption=\"The Amazing Baby\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-120\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/madison-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"The Amazing Baby\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nThis Thursday, Nov. 19th, my granddaughter Maddie will be one years and two months old. She\'s walking, displaying a fascinating variety of facial expressions and pulling books and DVDs off the shelves like mad.\r\n\r\nThe only thing she isn\'t really doing yet is talking.\r\n\r\nWe saw little Maddie and her parents last weekend, and we\'ll see them again in Washington, D.C., for Christmas. I know I\'m acting like this is the first baby in the world -- after all, they\'re born every day and there might even be one somewhere as pretty or as smart as Maddie -- but you have to understand this is all a first for me.\r\n\r\nI missed out on my own children\'s infancy, and I don\'t really remember much about my younger siblings at that age. I imagine I was a lot more preoccupied with my own life in those pre-puberty days.\r\n\r\nWith Maddie I heard her cry over the phone when she was 10 minutes old, and I held her in my arms when she was 10 days old. I have seen her numerous times since then, and what I haven\'t seen in person I\'ve seen in the photos and the videos posted on Facebook.\r\n\r\nI can hardly wait for her to learn to talk, to learn to read and write and all the other things that come along with childhood. My daughter Pauline tells me that Maddie already loves books, and I\'m happy to know her parents intend to raise her on the written word and not on television.\r\n\r\nWho knows? By the time she grows up, she might be the proverbial one-eyed person in the land of the blind when it comes to literacy.\r\n\r\nHowever it all turns out for her, I won\'t stop watching.','It\'s fascinating to watch a child grow','','publish','open','open','','its-fascinating-to-watch-a-child-grow','','','2009-11-15 21:10:42','2009-11-16 05:10:42','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=121',0,'post','',0),(120,1,'2009-11-15 21:00:07','2009-11-16 05:00:07','','madison','The Amazing Baby','inherit','open','open','','madison','','','2009-11-15 21:00:07','2009-11-16 05:00:07','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/madison.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(117,1,'2009-11-13 20:34:13','2009-11-14 04:34:13','','under-the-dome-by-stephen-king-full-cover1','Under the Dome','inherit','open','open','','under-the-dome-by-stephen-king-full-cover-2','','','2009-11-13 20:34:13','2009-11-14 04:34:13','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/under-the-dome-by-stephen-king-full-cover1.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(125,1,'2009-11-17 20:56:48','2009-11-18 04:56:48','I love apocalyptic movies, especially the ones that don\'t cheat in the end and have everything turn out fine.\n\nWhen Bruce Willis saved the planet in \"Armageddon,\" it was still a planet in which Paris had pretty much been vaporized and Shanghai had suffered massive damage. When Dennis Quaid saved his son in \"The Day After Tomorrow,\" it was in a world in which most of the United States was completely frozen over.\n\nOne movie that wasn\'t much until the end -- Nicolas Cage\'s \"Knowing\" earlier this year -- almost completely redeemed itself in the last five minutes by completely wiping out the planet.\n\n<img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-124\" title=\"tomorrow\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/tomorrow-299x300.jpg\" alt=\"tomorrow\" width=\"299\" height=\"300\" /> That\'s why I\'m really looking forward to seeing \"2012.\" Apparently there\'s no miracle happy ending, and it\'s just a matter of whether John Cusack can save himself and his family, not the entire planet.\n\nThese are actually the kind of movies I enjoy watching again and again. \"Day After Tomorrow\" isn\'t a great movie by any stretch of the imagination, but I have probably watched it at least eight or 10 times. In fact, when I finally picked up a Blu-Ray player after the prices had dropped, the first movie I watched on it was \"Day After Tomorrow.\"\n\nI wrote earlier that I wasn\'t going to movies all that often anymore. Heck, with the quality of the picture I\'m seeing right now, I don\'t know if I\'ll ever go to the movies again. Once I get a couple of speakers hooked up to maximize the sound, I may never leave the house.\n\nAnd this is only on a 20-inch television sitting on my desk next to the computer.\n\nImagine','','','inherit','open','open','','123-revision','','','2009-11-17 20:56:48','2009-11-18 04:56:48','',123,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=125',0,'revision','',0),(126,1,'2009-11-20 23:04:59','2009-11-21 07:04:59','A very strange thing happened to me today.\r\n\r\nI have been feeling a little bit down lately -- maybe it\'s a letdown from all the excitement of two weeks ago or maybe it\'s that birthday with a zero on the end coming up in three weeks. But for whatever reason, the light hasn\'t been shining quite as brightly in my world lately.\r\n\r\nBut this afternoon I had to take some papers to our financial advisor in Glendale, about six or seven miles away. So I got into my still new car, rolled the windows all the way down and popped the Beach Boys into the CD player.\r\n\r\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/kPwgDDwb_w8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/kPwgDDwb_w8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\r\n\r\n\"Surfin\' USA,\" which was came out when I was 13 or 14, was playing and I cranked it up louder than usual. It was a song I always loved growing up back East, with all the names of exotic beaches and far-away places that I wondered if I would ever visit. In 19-plus years, I\'ve been to most of them, and in 1998 I actually saw Waiamea Bay on the west side of Kauai.\r\n\r\nBarreling down the Glendale Freeway, cool winds rolling through the car and the Beach Boys blasting, all of a sudden I felt great.\r\n\r\nAll of a sudden I realized that no matter how long I live, no matter how old I get, there is a part of me that will never be touched by that.\r\n\r\nThere\'s a part of me that is going to be 17 forever.','There are some things that never get old','','publish','open','open','','there-are-some-things-that-never-get-old','','','2009-11-20 23:04:59','2009-11-21 07:04:59','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=126',0,'post','',0),(123,1,'2009-11-17 20:57:39','2009-11-18 04:57:39','I love apocalyptic movies, especially the ones that don\'t cheat in the end and have everything turn out fine.\r\n\r\nWhen Bruce Willis saved the planet in \"Armageddon,\" it was still a planet in which Paris had pretty much been vaporized and Shanghai had suffered massive damage. When Dennis Quaid saved his son in \"The Day After Tomorrow,\" it was in a world in which most of the United States was completely frozen over.\r\n\r\nOne movie that wasn\'t much until the end -- Nicolas Cage\'s \"Knowing\" earlier this year -- almost completely redeemed itself in the last five minutes by completely wiping out the planet.\r\n\r\n<img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-124\" title=\"tomorrow\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/tomorrow-299x300.jpg\" alt=\"tomorrow\" width=\"299\" height=\"300\" /> That\'s why I\'m really looking forward to seeing \"2012.\" Apparently there\'s no miracle happy ending, and it\'s just a matter of whether John Cusack can save himself and his family, not the entire planet.\r\n\r\nThese are actually the kind of movies I enjoy watching again and again. \"Day After Tomorrow\" isn\'t a great movie by any stretch of the imagination, but I have probably watched it at least eight or 10 times. In fact, when I finally picked up a Blu-Ray player after the prices had dropped, the first movie I watched on it was \"Day After Tomorrow.\"\r\n\r\nI wrote earlier that I wasn\'t going to movies all that often anymore. Heck, with the quality of the picture I\'m seeing right now, I don\'t know if I\'ll ever go to the movies again. Once I get a couple of speakers hooked up to maximize the sound, I may never leave the house.\r\n\r\nAnd this is only on a 20-inch television sitting on my desk next to the computer.\r\n\r\nImagine if I ever get a really big television.','Blu-Ray really makes the pictures great','','publish','open','open','','blu-ray-really-makes-the-pictures-great','','','2009-11-17 20:57:39','2009-11-18 04:57:39','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=123',0,'post','',0),(124,1,'2009-11-17 20:46:54','2009-11-18 04:46:54','','tomorrow','','inherit','open','open','','tomorrow','','','2009-11-17 20:46:54','2009-11-18 04:46:54','',123,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/tomorrow.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(127,1,'2009-11-20 23:04:08','2009-11-21 07:04:08','A very strange thing happened to me today.\n\nI have been feeling a little bit down lately -- maybe it\'s a letdown from all the excitement of two weeks ago or maybe it\'s that birthday with a zero on the end coming up in three weeks. But for whatever reason, the light hasn\'t been shining quite as brightly in my world lately.\n\nBut this afternoon I had to take some papers to our financial advisor in Glendale, about six or seven miles away. So I got into my still new car, rolled the windows all the way down and popped the Beach Boys into the CD player.\n\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/kPwgDDwb_w8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/kPwgDDwb_w8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\n\n\"Surfin\' USA,\" which was came out when I was 13 or 14, was playing and I cranked it up louder than usual. It was a song I always loved growing up back East, with all the names of exotic beaches and far-away places that I wondered if I would ever visit. In 19-plus years, I\'ve been to most of them, and in 1998 I actually saw Waiamea Bay on the west side of Kauai.\n\nBarreling down the Glendale Freeway, cool winds rolling through the car and the Beach Boys blasting, all of a sudden I felt great.\n\nAll of a sudden I realized that no matter how long I live, no matter how old I get, there is a part of me that will never be touched by that.\n\nThere\'s a part of me that is going to be 17 forever.','','','inherit','open','open','','126-revision','','','2009-11-20 23:04:08','2009-11-21 07:04:08','',126,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=127',0,'revision','',0),(128,1,'2009-11-22 21:53:56','2009-11-23 05:53:56','I often spend a lot of time wondering about things that can do me absolutely no good.\r\n\r\nI know people who have been married multiple times -- which I define as \"more than two\" -- and I sometimes find myself wondering what it is they\'re doing. Most of us who have been divorced fit into two categories. There are those who wanted to end the marriage and those who didn\'t. It might seem logical to say that those numbers would be equal, but there are certainly plenty of marriages in which both people decided it just wasn\'t working out.\r\n\r\nFor whatever reason, my questions on this subject are directed at the ones who wanted out, the ones who felt the proverbial grass was greener over in the next valley. I have one friend who is now happily married to his fourth wife and I pray it lasts. My own guess is that once the divorces get past one, it becomes easier and easier to call it quits. That\'s one reason why during my own single years between marriages, I didn\'t date women who had been divorced two or more times.\r\n\r\nI\'m an extremely lucky man. I have been married for more than 17 years to my second wife, and there is no doubt in my mind that Nicole and I will be together until at least one of us is no longer living. But neither one of us was the one who wanted the divorces that ended our first marriages, so we still believe in the \"death do us part\" part of it. Both of our children are married, and we hope with all our hearts that they got it right on the first try.\r\n\r\nOddly enough, my daughter got me thinking about this. She told Nicole that her first husband -- the children\'s birth father -- considered her the \"one who got away.\" He has been divorced twice and is currently living with a third woman. My own first wife is married for the third time, although I know nothing else about her life other than that and I haven\'t spoken to her for nearly 28 years. I doubt she thinks I\'m the one who got away.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_129\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"The woman of my dreams\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-129\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-011-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"The woman of my dreams\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nBut I\'ve often wondered -- as in the case of my friend married four times -- if he wishes he had stayed with his first wife ... or his second. I wonder if a lot of us who came of age in the \'60s and \'70s, when relationships became oddly casual, didn\'t know what we had when we had it.\r\n\r\nI wonder if maybe we were a little too concerned with looking for magic and thowing away things that might have been perfectly nice. We were the generation that was going to be different, and I wonder if we just got sloppy and lazy instead. My own parents stayed together for 52 years in a marriage that ended only when my dad died. The only way I\'ll have 52 years with my wonderful Nicole is if we both live to be nearly 95 years old.\r\n\r\nI hope it happens, although I\'m enough of a child of the \'60s to be horrified at the thought of being 95. You know the saying.\r\n\r\n<em>\"Hope I die before I get old ...\"</em>\r\n\r\nOh well.','Were we too sloppy in relationships?','','publish','open','open','','were-we-too-sloppy-in-relationships','','','2009-11-22 21:53:56','2009-11-23 05:53:56','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=128',0,'post','',0),(129,1,'2009-11-22 21:46:46','2009-11-23 05:46:46','','Vacation-2005-011','The woman of my dreams','inherit','open','open','','vacation-2005-011','','','2009-11-22 21:46:46','2009-11-23 05:46:46','',128,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-011.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(130,1,'2009-11-22 21:53:27','2009-11-23 05:53:27','I often spend a lot of time wondering about things that can do me absolutely no good.\n\nI know people who have been married multiple times -- which I define as \"more than two\" -- and I sometimes find myself wondering what it is they\'re doing. Most of us who have been divorced fit into two categories. There are those who wanted to end the marriage and those who didn\'t. It might seem logical to say that those numbers would be equal, but there are certainly plenty of marriages in which both people decided it just wasn\'t working out.\n\nFor whatever reason, my questions on this subject are directed at the ones who wanted out, the ones who felt the proverbial grass was greener over in the next valley. I have one friend who is now happily married to his fourth wife and I pray it lasts. My own guess is that once the divorces get past one, it becomes easier and easier to call it quits. That\'s one reason why during my own single years between marriages, I didn\'t date women who had been divorced two or more times.\n\nI\'m an extremely lucky man. I have been married for more than 17 years to my second wife, and there is no doubt in my mind that Nicole and I will be together until at least one of us is no longer living. But neither one of us was the one who wanted the divorces that ended our first marriages, so we still believe in the \"death do us part\" part of it. Both of our children are married, and we hope with all our hearts that they got it right on the first try.\n\nOddly enough, my daughter got me thinking about this. She told Nicole that her first husband -- the children\'s birth father -- considered her the \"one who got away.\" He has been divorced twice and is currently living with a third woman. My own first wife is married for the third time, although I know nothing else about her life other than that and I haven\'t spoken to her for nearly 28 years. I doubt she thinks I\'m the one who got away.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_129\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"The woman of my dreams\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-129\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Vacation-2005-011-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"The woman of my dreams\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\n\nBut I\'ve often wondered -- as in the case of my friend married four times -- if he wishes he had stayed with his first wife ... or his second. I wonder if a lot of us who came of age in the \'60s and \'70s, when relationships became oddly casual, didn\'t know what we had when we had it.\n\nI wonder if maybe we were a little too concerned with looking for magic and thowing away things that might have been perfectly nice. We were the generation that was going to be different, and I wonder if we just got sloppy and lazy instead. My own parents stayed together for 52 years in a marriage that ended only when my dad died. The only way I\'ll have 52 years with my wonderful Nicole is if we both live to be nearly 95 years old.\n\nI hope it happens, although I\'m enough of a child of the \'60s to be horrified at the thought of being 95. You know the saying.\n\n<em>\"Hope I die before I get old ...\"</em>','','','inherit','open','open','','128-revision','','','2009-11-22 21:53:27','2009-11-23 05:53:27','',128,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=130',0,'revision','',0),(457,1,'2010-06-07 13:45:38','2010-06-07 20:45:38','','DSC_0052','The trail ahead','inherit','open','open','','dsc_0052','','','2010-06-07 13:45:38','2010-06-07 20:45:38','',458,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/DSC_0052.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(131,1,'2009-11-24 17:02:08','2009-11-25 01:02:08','I was sitting down watching one of my favorite movies when I saw something I hadn\'t noticed before.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_132\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Thomas Sangster and Liam Neeson\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-132\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/ThomasSangsterL_468x315-300x201.jpg\" alt=\"Thomas Sangster and Liam Neeson\" width=\"300\" height=\"201\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI\'ve seen <a href=\"http://www.loveactually.com/#\">\"Love Actually\"</a> six or eight times, and I enjoy almost all the intertwining stories. One of my favorites is the story of the widower played by Liam Neeson and his stepson, both trying to cope with the loss of the woman they both loved. I\'ve always seen this story as one of parent-child love, but when I was watching it this time I saw something in the funeral scene.\r\n\r\nJust after the photo montage with the Bay City Rollers singing \"Bye Bye Baby,\" we see the pallbearers carrying the coffin out of the church. Neeson is one of them, and when we see the stricken look on his face, we realize that love does not end with the death of one of those in the relationship.\r\n\r\nI can\'t imagine many things more difficult than burying my wife, unless it would be burying one of my children.\r\n\r\nAs much as everyone wants to live a long life, I often think the person left behind has a more difficult role to play. I\'ve seen what my mother has been through in the year and a half since my dad died, and even though they had a long happy life together, when you love someone you always want more.\r\n\r\nIn a way, I imagine that\'s probably true about life as well. Mitch Albom\'s book, <a title=\"Mitch Albom\" href=\"http://mitchalbom.com/home/\" target=\"_blank\">\"For One More Day,\"</a> tells the story of a man who lost his mother to death and then under mysterious circumstances finds himself in the position of spending one more day with her.\r\n\r\nMy friend Mickey has often posed a hypothetical question to me, asking if I could go back and relive one day, which one would I pick. It\'s the question that faces Emily, the young mother in Thornton Wilder\'s \"Our Town\" who dies in childbirth and finds herself in the afterlife. When she goes back to see one day from her life, she is advised to make it an ordinary one.\r\n\r\nWhen she sees the beauty of everyday life with the people she loved, she asks a question.\r\n\r\n<em>\"Does anybody realize what life is while they\'re living it - every, every minute?\"</em>\r\n\r\nOf course not, the stage manager replies. Well, saints and poets, maybe. They do some.\r\n\r\nI\'m no saint, and I\'m not much of a poet, but I think I know which day I would pick. I believe it was September 26th, 1992, my third date with my lovely Nicole. We had gone to the movies in Los Angeles and we had returned to her house. We were sitting in the car in her driveway and talking. She told me she knew I was dating someone else too -- I had told her -- and that she didn\'t think I would pick her.\r\n\r\n\"I want to keep trying, though,\" she said. \"Because I think you\'re worth it.\"\r\n\r\nThere have been wonderful moments since, but at that point, that might have been the single greatest moment of my life.\r\n\r\nLife is wonderful, and nothing matters more than love.','Nothing matters more than love','','publish','open','open','','nothing-matters-more-than-love','','','2009-11-24 17:02:08','2009-11-25 01:02:08','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=131',0,'post','',0),(132,1,'2009-11-24 15:51:18','2009-11-24 23:51:18','','ThomasSangsterL_468x315','Thomas Sangster and Liam Neeson','inherit','open','open','','thomassangsterl_468x315','','','2009-11-24 15:51:18','2009-11-24 23:51:18','',131,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/ThomasSangsterL_468x315.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(133,1,'2009-11-24 16:13:47','2009-11-25 00:13:47','I was sitting down watching one of my favorite movies when I saw something I hadn\'t noticed before.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_132\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Thomas Sangster and Liam Neeson\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-132\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/ThomasSangsterL_468x315-300x201.jpg\" alt=\"Thomas Sangster and Liam Neeson\" width=\"300\" height=\"201\" />[/caption]\n\nI\'ve seen <a href=\"http://www.loveactually.com/#\">\"Love Actually\"</a> six or eight times, and I enjoy almost all the intertwining stories. One of my favorites is the story of the widower played by Liam Neeson and his stepson, both trying to cope with the loss of the woman they both loved. I\'ve always seen this story as one of parent-child love, but when I was watching it this time I saw something in the funeral scene.\n\nJust after the photo montage with the Bay City Rollers singing \"Bye Bye Baby,\" we see the pallbearers carrying the coffin out of the church. Neeson is one of them, and when we see the stricken look on his face, we realize that love does not end with the death of one of those in the relationship.\n\nI can\'t imagine many things more difficult than burying my wife, unless it would be burying one of my children.\n\nAs much as everyone wants to live a long life, I often think the person left behind has a more difficult role to play. I\'ve seen what my mother has been through in the year and a half since my dad died, and even though they had a long happy life together, when you love someone you always want more.','','','inherit','open','open','','131-revision','','','2009-11-24 16:13:47','2009-11-25 00:13:47','',131,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=133',0,'revision','',0),(134,1,'2009-11-24 17:01:27','2009-11-25 01:01:27','I was sitting down watching one of my favorite movies when I saw something I hadn\'t noticed before.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_132\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Thomas Sangster and Liam Neeson\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-132\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/ThomasSangsterL_468x315-300x201.jpg\" alt=\"Thomas Sangster and Liam Neeson\" width=\"300\" height=\"201\" />[/caption]\n\nI\'ve seen <a href=\"http://www.loveactually.com/#\">\"Love Actually\"</a> six or eight times, and I enjoy almost all the intertwining stories. One of my favorites is the story of the widower played by Liam Neeson and his stepson, both trying to cope with the loss of the woman they both loved. I\'ve always seen this story as one of parent-child love, but when I was watching it this time I saw something in the funeral scene.\n\nJust after the photo montage with the Bay City Rollers singing \"Bye Bye Baby,\" we see the pallbearers carrying the coffin out of the church. Neeson is one of them, and when we see the stricken look on his face, we realize that love does not end with the death of one of those in the relationship.\n\nI can\'t imagine many things more difficult than burying my wife, unless it would be burying one of my children.\n\nAs much as everyone wants to live a long life, I often think the person left behind has a more difficult role to play. I\'ve seen what my mother has been through in the year and a half since my dad died, and even though they had a long happy life together, when you love someone you always want more.\n\nIn a way, I imagine that\'s probably true about life as well. Mitch Albom\'s book, <a title=\"Mitch Albom\" href=\"http://mitchalbom.com/home/\" target=\"_blank\">\"For One More Day,\"</a> tells the story of a man who lost his mother to death and then under mysterious circumstances finds himself in the position of spending one more day with her.\n\nMy friend Mickey has often posed a hypothetical question to me, asking if I could go back and relive one day, which one would I pick. It\'s the question that faces Emily, the young mother in Thornton Wilder\'s \"Our Town\" who dies in childbirth and finds herself in the afterlife. When she goes back to see one day from her life, she is advised to make it an ordinary one.\n\nWhen she sees the beauty of everyday life with the people she loved, she asks a question.\n\n<em>\"Does anybody realize what life is while they\'re living it - every, every minute?\"</em>\n\nOf course not, the stage manager replies. Well, saints and poets, maybe. They do some.\n\nI\'m no saint, and I\'m not much of a poet, but I think I know which day I would pick. I believe it was September 26th, 1992, my third date with my lovely Nicole. We had gone to the movies in Los Angeles and we had returned to her house. We were sitting in the car in her driveway and talking. She told me she knew I was dating someone else too -- I had told her -- and that she didn\'t think I would pick her.\n\n\"I want to keep trying, though,\" she said. \"Because I think you\'re worth it.\"\n\nThere have been wonderful moments since, but at that point, that might have been the single greatest moment of my','','','inherit','open','open','','131-revision-2','','','2009-11-24 17:01:27','2009-11-25 01:01:27','',131,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=134',0,'revision','',0),(135,1,'2009-11-26 23:26:47','2009-11-27 07:26:47','I was trying to remember the last time I had a traditional Thanksgiving dinner, sitting around the dining room table with family and eating turkey.\r\n\r\n<img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-136\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/thanksgiving-300x220.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"220\" />Unless I\'m mistaken, it was 1987, and I was living in Greeley, Colo.\r\n\r\nI was alone at that point in my life, and my editor invited me to come for dinner with his family.\r\n\r\nBefore that it must have been 1980 or \'81, which would have been the last time I was living in Virginia and had Thanksgiving with my own family.\r\n\r\nIt isn\'t as if I haven\'t had some wonderful Thanksgivings with Nicole and the children, but since my wife didn\'t grow up in the United States, she never got locked into the semi-indentured servant role of spending two days cooking while the men watched football. We have traditionally had our Thanksgivings at one particular restaurant in Pasadena, where we have eaten wonderful meals.\r\n\r\nIt isn\'t the meal that makes it special, though. It\'s sitting around with the people we love and telling each other the things that have made us happy or thankful in the last year.\r\n\r\nSince I\'m not having a Thanksgiving dinner this year, I\'ll have to use this space to talk about the things for which I\'m thankful.\r\n\r\nI am thankful for my wife Nicole, the love of my life, my soulmate and my favorite person in the entire world. The 17-plus years we have been married have been the best years of my life, and life continues to get better as we spend more time together.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_137\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Pauline and Maddy\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-137\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/maddie-mariners-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Pauline and Maddy\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI am thankful for my two wonderful children, Pauline and Virgile. Both were a joy to watch as they were growing up and both have been wonderful adults as well. They are high achievers, responsible adults and good people. I think both of them will make a mark in the world, particularly in the the positive effect they will have on the people who come into contact with them.\r\n\r\nI am thankful for their wonderful spouses, Ryan and Sterling. My son-in-law and my daughter-in-law are both impressive people and both have the most important quality of all -- they love my children. Ryan has already proven himself as a terrific husband, and although Sterling is just starting her marriage, I have no doubt she will be an outstanding wife and friend to Virgile.\r\n\r\nI\'m certainly grateful for the newest joy of my life, little Madison Nicole Kastner. She fell asleep on my chest when she was 10 days old, and I have been crazy about her ever since. She and her future brothers, sisters and cousins are the biggest motivation I have to live a really long life.\r\n\r\nI am definitely thankful -- even though I don\'t show it often enough -- for the love I have received from my parents, my siblings and other members of my extended family. I was raised by and with extraordinary people that it was my misfortune not to appreciate enough.\r\n\r\nOnce was the time I was thankiful to be an American. I believed all the propaganda about this being the greatest country on Earth, and maybe it still was when I was a child. But I think the love and pursuit of money and power have weakened us tremendously, and if it weren\'t for the fact that almost everyone who matters to me in the world lives here, I think it might look over the horizon for my retirement.\r\n\r\nAt any rate, I have been blessed -- and I am very thankful for that.\r\n\r\nHappy Thanksgiving.','So much to be thankful for','','publish','open','open','','so-much-to-be-thankful-for','','','2009-11-26 23:27:16','2009-11-27 07:27:16','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=135',0,'post','',0),(136,1,'2009-11-26 17:07:40','2009-11-27 01:07:40','','thanksgiving','','inherit','open','open','','thanksgiving','','','2009-11-26 17:07:40','2009-11-27 01:07:40','',135,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/thanksgiving.gif',0,'attachment','image/gif',0),(137,1,'2009-11-26 17:27:58','2009-11-27 01:27:58','','maddie-mariners','Pauline and Maddy','inherit','open','open','','maddie-mariners-2','','','2009-11-26 17:27:58','2009-11-27 01:27:58','',135,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/maddie-mariners.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(138,1,'2009-11-26 17:35:48','2009-11-27 01:35:48','I was trying to remember the last time I had a traditional Thanksgiving dinner, sitting around the dining room table with family and eating turkey.\n\n<img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-136\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/thanksgiving-300x220.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"220\" />Unless I\'m mistaken, it was 1987, and I was living in Greeley, Colo.\n\nI was alone at that point in my life, and my editor invited me to come for dinner with his family.\n\nBefore that it must have been 1980 0r \'81, which would have been the last time I was living in Virginia and had Thanksgiving with my own family.\n\nIt isn\'t as if I haven\'t had some wonderful Thanksgivings with Nicole and the children, but since my wife didn\'t grow up in the United States, she never got locked into the semi-indentured servant role of spending two days cooking while the men watched football. We have traditionally had our Thanksgivings at one particular restaurant in Pasadena, where we have eaten wonderful meals.\n\nIt isn\'t the meal that makes it special, though. It\'s sitting around with the people we love and telling each other the things that have made us happy or thankful in the last year.\n\nSince I\'m not having a Thanksgiving dinner this year, I\'ll have to use this space to talk about the things for which I\'m thankful.\n\nI am thankful for my wife Nicole, the love of my life, my soulmate and my favorite person in the entire world. The 17-plus years we have been married have been the best years of my life, and life continues to get better as we spend more time together.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_137\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Pauline and Maddy\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-137\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/maddie-mariners-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Pauline and Maddy\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\n\nI am thankful for my two wonderful children, Pauline and Virgile. Both were a joy to watch as they were growing up and both have been wonderful adults as well. They are high achievers, responsible adults and good people. I think both of them will make a mark in the world, particularly in the the positive effect they will have on the people who come into contact with them.\n\nI am thankful for their wonderful spouses, Ryan and Sterling. My son-in-law and my daughter-in-law are both impressive people and both have the most important quality of all -- they love my children. Ryan has already proven himself as a terrific husband, and although Sterling is just starting her marriage, I have no','','','inherit','open','open','','135-revision','','','2009-11-26 17:35:48','2009-11-27 01:35:48','',135,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=138',0,'revision','',0),(139,1,'2009-11-26 23:26:16','2009-11-27 07:26:16','I was trying to remember the last time I had a traditional Thanksgiving dinner, sitting around the dining room table with family and eating turkey.\n\n<img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-136\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/thanksgiving-300x220.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"220\" />Unless I\'m mistaken, it was 1987, and I was living in Greeley, Colo.\n\nI was alone at that point in my life, and my editor invited me to come for dinner with his family.\n\nBefore that it must have been 1980 0r \'81, which would have been the last time I was living in Virginia and had Thanksgiving with my own family.\n\nIt isn\'t as if I haven\'t had some wonderful Thanksgivings with Nicole and the children, but since my wife didn\'t grow up in the United States, she never got locked into the semi-indentured servant role of spending two days cooking while the men watched football. We have traditionally had our Thanksgivings at one particular restaurant in Pasadena, where we have eaten wonderful meals.\n\nIt isn\'t the meal that makes it special, though. It\'s sitting around with the people we love and telling each other the things that have made us happy or thankful in the last year.\n\nSince I\'m not having a Thanksgiving dinner this year, I\'ll have to use this space to talk about the things for which I\'m thankful.\n\nI am thankful for my wife Nicole, the love of my life, my soulmate and my favorite person in the entire world. The 17-plus years we have been married have been the best years of my life, and life continues to get better as we spend more time together.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_137\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Pauline and Maddy\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-137\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/maddie-mariners-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Pauline and Maddy\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\n\nI am thankful for my two wonderful children, Pauline and Virgile. Both were a joy to watch as they were growing up and both have been wonderful adults as well. They are high achievers, responsible adults and good people. I think both of them will make a mark in the world, particularly in the the positive effect they will have on the people who come into contact with them.\n\nI am thankful for their wonderful spouses, Ryan and Sterling. My son-in-law and my daughter-in-law are both impressive people and both have the most important quality of all -- they love my children. Ryan has already proven himself as a terrific husband, and although Sterling is just starting her marriage, I have no doubt she will be an outstanding wife and friend to Virgile.\n\nI\'m certainly grateful for the newest joy of my life, little Madison Nicole Kastner. She fell asleep on my chest when she was 10 days old, and I have been crazy about her ever since. She and her future brothers, sisters and cousins are the biggest motivation I have to live a really long life.\n\nI am definitely thankful -- even though I don\'t show it often enough -- for the love I have received from my parents, my siblings and other members of my extended family. I was raised by and with extraordinary people that it was my misfortune not to appreciate enough.\n\nOnce was the time I was thankiful to be an American. I believed all the propaganda about this being the greatest country on Earth, and maybe it still was when I was a child. But I think the love and pursuit of money and power have weakened us tremendously, and if it weren\'t for the fact that almost everyone who matters to me in the world lives here, I think it might look over the horizon for my retirement.\n\nAt any rate, I have been blessed -- and I am very thankful for that.\n\nHappy Thanks','So much to be thankful for','','inherit','open','open','','135-revision-2','','','2009-11-26 23:26:16','2009-11-27 07:26:16','',135,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=139',0,'revision','',0),(140,1,'2009-11-26 23:26:47','2009-11-27 07:26:47','I was trying to remember the last time I had a traditional Thanksgiving dinner, sitting around the dining room table with family and eating turkey.\r\n\r\n<img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-136\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/thanksgiving-300x220.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"220\" />Unless I\'m mistaken, it was 1987, and I was living in Greeley, Colo.\r\n\r\nI was alone at that point in my life, and my editor invited me to come for dinner with his family.\r\n\r\nBefore that it must have been 1980 0r \'81, which would have been the last time I was living in Virginia and had Thanksgiving with my own family.\r\n\r\nIt isn\'t as if I haven\'t had some wonderful Thanksgivings with Nicole and the children, but since my wife didn\'t grow up in the United States, she never got locked into the semi-indentured servant role of spending two days cooking while the men watched football. We have traditionally had our Thanksgivings at one particular restaurant in Pasadena, where we have eaten wonderful meals.\r\n\r\nIt isn\'t the meal that makes it special, though. It\'s sitting around with the people we love and telling each other the things that have made us happy or thankful in the last year.\r\n\r\nSince I\'m not having a Thanksgiving dinner this year, I\'ll have to use this space to talk about the things for which I\'m thankful.\r\n\r\nI am thankful for my wife Nicole, the love of my life, my soulmate and my favorite person in the entire world. The 17-plus years we have been married have been the best years of my life, and life continues to get better as we spend more time together.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_137\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Pauline and Maddy\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-137\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/maddie-mariners-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Pauline and Maddy\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI am thankful for my two wonderful children, Pauline and Virgile. Both were a joy to watch as they were growing up and both have been wonderful adults as well. They are high achievers, responsible adults and good people. I think both of them will make a mark in the world, particularly in the the positive effect they will have on the people who come into contact with them.\r\n\r\nI am thankful for their wonderful spouses, Ryan and Sterling. My son-in-law and my daughter-in-law are both impressive people and both have the most important quality of all -- they love my children. Ryan has already proven himself as a terrific husband, and although Sterling is just starting her marriage, I have no doubt she will be an outstanding wife and friend to Virgile.\r\n\r\nI\'m certainly grateful for the newest joy of my life, little Madison Nicole Kastner. She fell asleep on my chest when she was 10 days old, and I have been crazy about her ever since. She and her future brothers, sisters and cousins are the biggest motivation I have to live a really long life.\r\n\r\nI am definitely thankful -- even though I don\'t show it often enough -- for the love I have received from my parents, my siblings and other members of my extended family. I was raised by and with extraordinary people that it was my misfortune not to appreciate enough.\r\n\r\nOnce was the time I was thankiful to be an American. I believed all the propaganda about this being the greatest country on Earth, and maybe it still was when I was a child. But I think the love and pursuit of money and power have weakened us tremendously, and if it weren\'t for the fact that almost everyone who matters to me in the world lives here, I think it might look over the horizon for my retirement.\r\n\r\nAt any rate, I have been blessed -- and I am very thankful for that.\r\n\r\nHappy Thanksgiving.','So much to be thankful for','','inherit','open','open','','135-revision-3','','','2009-11-26 23:26:47','2009-11-27 07:26:47','',135,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=140',0,'revision','',0),(141,1,'2009-11-27 23:34:11','2009-11-28 07:34:11','My birthday is still two weeks away, but tonight I enjoyed one of the very best presents I have ever received. Even if I did have to make an 80-mile round trip to get it.\r\n\r\nI found out earlier this week that my children had gone in together to get me two tickets to see one of my favorite comedians, Jim Gaffigan, at the Grove Theater in Anaheim. I can\'t remember the last time I saw a live comedy show. In fact, the last one was all the way back in the summer of 2001, and I was performing in it as part of a new comedians revue. <em>That</em> was one of the most amazing evenings of my life -- or at least the most amazing five minutes -- but I wasn\'t nearly as funny as Gaffigan.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_142\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Jim Gaffigan\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-142\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/gaffigan-300x300.jpg\" alt=\"Jim Gaffigan\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nThe key to success for any comedian is to find a way in which to be unique, and Gaffigan\'s success is based on the fact that in addition to doing his act, he uses a second voice to comment on it as if he were a fan in the audience.\r\n\r\n<em>\"Great, diarrhea jokes.\"</em>\r\n\r\n<em>\"That\'s not funny.\"</em>\r\n\r\n<em>\"I don\'t like it when he does religious jokes.\"</em>\r\n\r\nMany of Gaffigan\'s funniest bits are about food, whether he\'s talking about how much he likes bacon and cake (not together) or running down Subway and Waffle House.\r\n\r\nHe also has done some terrific bits about whales and manatees, and he does the traditional stuff about wife, children and family.\r\n\r\nI was actually surprised in one respect. During the opening act -- some guy I had never heard of but who was reasonably funny -- I enjoyed the jokes but never laughed out loud once. I figured that was going to be my reaction to the entire show, that I would enjoy it but not out loud.\r\n\r\nBoy, was I wrong. Once Gaffigan hit his stride, I found myself laughing out loud at almost every joke, even the ones I had heard before on his CDs.\r\n\r\nThe best part of the evening was that Nicole enjoyed it too. As a non-native English speaker, she sometimes doesn\'t get the humor in some of our comedians. But she not only enjoyed Gaffigan, she didn\'t have any difficulty at all picking up his speech rhythms.\r\n\r\nIt was terrific, and what made it even better was that Pauline and Virgile had gone to the trouble to search for a gift that would really be special for my 60th birthday.\r\n\r\nI really do have the best kids in the world.','Gaffigan show a great birthday gift','','publish','open','open','','gaffigan-show-a-great-birthday-gift','','','2009-11-27 23:34:11','2009-11-28 07:34:11','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=141',0,'post','',0),(142,1,'2009-11-27 23:09:28','2009-11-28 07:09:28','','gaffigan','Jim Gaffigan','inherit','open','open','','gaffigan','','','2009-11-27 23:09:28','2009-11-28 07:09:28','',141,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/gaffigan.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(143,1,'2009-11-27 23:33:32','2009-11-28 07:33:32','My birthday is still two weeks away, but tonight I enjoyed one of the very best presents I have ever received. Even if I did have to make an 80-mile round trip to get it.\n\nI found out earlier this week that my children had gone in together to get me two tickets to see one of my favorite comedians, Jim Gaffigan, at the Grove Theater in Anaheim. I can\'t remember the last time I saw a live comedy show. In fact, the last one was all the way back in the summer of 2001, and I was performing in it as part of a new comedians revue. <em>That</em> was one of the most amazing evenings of my life -- or at least the most amazing five minutes -- but I wasn\'t nearly as funny as Gaffigan.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_142\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Jim Gaffigan\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-142\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/gaffigan-300x300.jpg\" alt=\"Jim Gaffigan\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\n\nThe key to success for any comedian is to find a way in which to be unique, and Gaffigan\'s success is based on the fact that in addition to doing his act, he uses a second voice to comment on it as if he were a fan in the audience.\n\n<em>\"Great, diarrhea jokes.\"</em>\n\n<em>\"That\'s not funny.\"</em>\n\n<em>\"I don\'t like it when he does religious jokes.\"</em>\n\nMany of Gaffigan\'s funniest bits are about food, whether he\'s talking about how much he likes bacon and cake (not together) or running down Subway and Waffle House.\n\nHe also has done some terrific bits about whales and manatees, and he does the traditional stuff about wife, children and family.\n\nI was actually surprised in one respect. During the opening act -- some guy I had never heard of but who was reasonably funny -- I enjoyed the jokes but never laughed out loud once. I figured that was going to be my reaction to the entire show, that I would enjoy it but not out loud.\n\nBoy, was I wrong. Once Gaffigan hit his stride, I found myself laughing out loud at almost every joke, even the ones I had heard before on his CDs.\n\nThe best part of the evening was that Nicole enjoyed it too. As a non-native English speaker, she sometimes doesn\'t get the humor in some of our comedians. But she not only enjoyed Gaffigan, she didn\'t have any difficulty at all picking up his speech rhythms.\n\nIt was terrific, and what made it even better was that Pauline and Virgile had gone to the trouble to search for a gift that would real','','','inherit','open','open','','141-revision','','','2009-11-27 23:33:32','2009-11-28 07:33:32','',141,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=143',0,'revision','',0),(144,1,'2009-11-28 13:33:24','2009-11-28 21:33:24','It was always a strange story, and now it has become a desperately sad one.\r\n\r\nMike Penner, 52, a sportswriter for the Los Angeles Times, was found dead in his home Friday. The cause of death reported in the paper is apparently suicide.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_145\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"249\" caption=\"Christine Daniels/Mike Penner\"]<img class=\"size-full wp-image-145\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/penner.jpg\" alt=\"Christine Daniels/Mike Penner\" width=\"249\" height=\"172\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nMost of you have probably never heard of Penner, who worked at the Times for more than 20 years and was one of the paper\'s best sports reporters. Unfortunately, for many people who had heard of him, he may be remembered best for Christine Daniels.\r\n\r\nNearly three years ago, Penner stunned his readers when he announced that after years of soul-searching, he had made the decision to undergo gender reassignment and become Christine Daniels.\r\n\r\n\"I am a transsexual sportswriter,\" he wrote. \"It has taken more than 40 years, a million tears and hundreds of hours of soul-wrenching therapy for me to work up the courage to type those words.\"\r\n\r\nHe began writing for the Times as Daniels April 2007, but the byline disappeared after several months. A year or so ago he returned to work as Mike Penner. He never actually underwent the surgery that would have changed his sex.\r\n\r\n\"He was one of the most talented writers I\'ve ever worked with,\" his boss, sports editor Mike James said. \"He was a gentle man, a kind man. It\'s just a tragedy.\"\r\n\r\nWe live in a cruel world, and it is certainly apropos that some refer to life as a \"vale of tears.\" It\'s tough enough to cope with the difficulties of existing if you\'re \"normal,\" so imagine how difficult it must be if you feel like you don\'t fit in.\r\n\r\nImagine living for more than 40 years feeling as if you\'re trapped in the body of the opposite sex that you believe you are in your heart. Then imagine the courage it must have taken to go public to millions of people about it.\r\n\r\nThen set the story in the graceless age in which we live. There must have been times after the announcement that Daniels felt as if she were an unwilling guest on some never-ending Jerry Springer sho<span id=\"person_name_361\" style=\"display: none;\">erry SpringeJerry SApringer</span><span id=\"person_link_361\"> </span>w. I remember reading some of the anonymous comments on various Websites about what an ugly woman Daniels was, and what sort of person would do something like that.\r\n\r\nJust this week, with the announcement that Chastity Bono, daughter of Sonny and Cher, had completed her own sexual reassignment and was now Chaz Bono, the haters were out in full force.\r\n\r\nChaz was \"fat,\" Chaz was \"ugly,\" Chaz was \"repulsive,\" and anyway, \"Why couldn\'t she just be a lesbian.\"\r\n\r\nThere are times when I really wish I weren\'t part of the human race. Dogs are much more noble than most of us.\r\n\r\nI didn\'t know Penner well, and I neevr met Daniels. But we moved in some of the same circles and covered some of the same events as sports reporters in the last part of the last century. All I can do is say I\'m sorry for all the hatred and scorn he received from my fellow humans.\r\n\r\nOh, and one more thing.\r\n\r\nRest in peace.','A sad end to a strange story','','publish','open','open','','a-sad-end-to-a-strange-story','','','2009-11-28 13:34:06','2009-11-28 21:34:06','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=144',0,'post','',0),(145,1,'2009-11-28 13:32:35','2009-11-28 21:32:35','','penner','Christine Daniels/Mike Penner','inherit','open','open','','penner','','','2009-11-28 13:32:35','2009-11-28 21:32:35','',144,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/penner.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(146,1,'2009-11-28 13:33:07','2009-11-28 21:33:07','It was always a strange story, and now it has become a desperately sad one.\n\nMike Penner, 52, a sportswriter for the Los Angeles Times, was found dead in his home Friday. The cause of death reported in the paper is apparently suicide.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_145\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"249\" caption=\"Christine Daniels/Mike Penner\"]<img src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/penner.jpg\" alt=\"Christine Daniels/Mike Penner\" title=\"\" width=\"249\" height=\"172\" class=\"size-full wp-image-145\" />[/caption]\nMost of you have probably never heard of Penner, who worked at the Times for more than 20 years and was one of the paper\'s best sports reporters. Unfortunately, for many people who had heard of him, he may be remembered best for Christine Daniels.\n\nNearly three years ago, Penner stunned his readers when he announced that after years of soul-searching, he had made the decision to undergo gender reassignment and become Christine Daniels.\n\n\"I am a transsexual sportswriter,\" he wrote. \"It has taken more than 40 years, a million tears and hundreds of hours of soul-wrenching therapy for me to work up the courage to type those words.\"\n\nHe began writing for the Times as Daniels April 2007, but the byline disappeared after several months. A year or so ago he returned to work as Mike Penner. He never actually underwent the surgery that would have changed his sex.\n\n\"He was one of the most talented writers I\'ve ever worked with,\" his boss, sports editor Mike James said. \"He was a gentle man, a kind man. It\'s just a tragedy.\"\n\nWe live in a cruel world, and it is certainly apropos that some refer to life as a \"vale of tears.\" It\'s tough enough to cope with the difficulties of existing if you\'re \"normal,\" so imagine how difficult it must be if you feel like you don\'t fit in.\n\nImagine living for more than 40 years feeling as if you\'re trapped in the body of the opposite sex that you believe you are in your heart. Then imagine the courage it must have taken to go public to millions of people about it.\n\nThen set the story in the graceless age in which we live. There must have been times after the announcement that Daniels felt as if she were an unwilling guest on some never-ending Jerry Springer sho<span id=\"person_name_361\" style=\"display: none;\">erry SpringeJerry SApringer</span><span id=\"person_link_361\"> </span>w. I remember reading some of the anonymous comments on various Websites about what an ugly woman Daniels was, and what sort of person would do something like that.\n\nJust this week, with the announcement that Chastity Bono, daughter of Sonny and Cher, had completed her own sexual reassignment and was now Chaz Bono, the haters were out in full force.\n\nChaz was \"fat,\" Chaz was \"ugly,\" Chaz was \"repulsive,\" and anyway, \"Why couldn\'t she just be a lesbian.\"\n\nThere are times when I really wish I weren\'t part of the human race. Dogs are much more noble than most of us.\n\nI didn\'t know Penner well, and I neevr met Daniels. But we moved in some of the same circles and covered some of the same events as sports reporters in the last part of the last century. All I can do is say I\'m sorry for all the hatred and scorn he received from my fellow humans.\n\nOh, and one more thing.\n\nRest in peace.','','','inherit','open','open','','144-revision','','','2009-11-28 13:33:07','2009-11-28 21:33:07','',144,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=146',0,'revision','',0),(147,1,'2009-11-28 13:33:24','2009-11-28 21:33:24','It was always a strange story, and now it has become a desperately sad one.\r\n\r\nMike Penner, 52, a sportswriter for the Los Angeles Times, was found dead in his home Friday. The cause of death reported in the paper is apparently suicide.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_145\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"249\" caption=\"Christine Daniels/Mike Penner\"]<img src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/penner.jpg\" alt=\"Christine Daniels/Mike Penner\" title=\"\" width=\"249\" height=\"172\" class=\"size-full wp-image-145\" />[/caption]\r\nMost of you have probably never heard of Penner, who worked at the Times for more than 20 years and was one of the paper\'s best sports reporters. Unfortunately, for many people who had heard of him, he may be remembered best for Christine Daniels.\r\n\r\nNearly three years ago, Penner stunned his readers when he announced that after years of soul-searching, he had made the decision to undergo gender reassignment and become Christine Daniels.\r\n\r\n\"I am a transsexual sportswriter,\" he wrote. \"It has taken more than 40 years, a million tears and hundreds of hours of soul-wrenching therapy for me to work up the courage to type those words.\"\r\n\r\nHe began writing for the Times as Daniels April 2007, but the byline disappeared after several months. A year or so ago he returned to work as Mike Penner. He never actually underwent the surgery that would have changed his sex.\r\n\r\n\"He was one of the most talented writers I\'ve ever worked with,\" his boss, sports editor Mike James said. \"He was a gentle man, a kind man. It\'s just a tragedy.\"\r\n\r\nWe live in a cruel world, and it is certainly apropos that some refer to life as a \"vale of tears.\" It\'s tough enough to cope with the difficulties of existing if you\'re \"normal,\" so imagine how difficult it must be if you feel like you don\'t fit in.\r\n\r\nImagine living for more than 40 years feeling as if you\'re trapped in the body of the opposite sex that you believe you are in your heart. Then imagine the courage it must have taken to go public to millions of people about it.\r\n\r\nThen set the story in the graceless age in which we live. There must have been times after the announcement that Daniels felt as if she were an unwilling guest on some never-ending Jerry Springer sho<span id=\"person_name_361\" style=\"display: none;\">erry SpringeJerry SApringer</span><span id=\"person_link_361\"> </span>w. I remember reading some of the anonymous comments on various Websites about what an ugly woman Daniels was, and what sort of person would do something like that.\r\n\r\nJust this week, with the announcement that Chastity Bono, daughter of Sonny and Cher, had completed her own sexual reassignment and was now Chaz Bono, the haters were out in full force.\r\n\r\nChaz was \"fat,\" Chaz was \"ugly,\" Chaz was \"repulsive,\" and anyway, \"Why couldn\'t she just be a lesbian.\"\r\n\r\nThere are times when I really wish I weren\'t part of the human race. Dogs are much more noble than most of us.\r\n\r\nI didn\'t know Penner well, and I neevr met Daniels. But we moved in some of the same circles and covered some of the same events as sports reporters in the last part of the last century. All I can do is say I\'m sorry for all the hatred and scorn he received from my fellow humans.\r\n\r\nOh, and one more thing.\r\n\r\nRest in peace.','A sad end to a strange story','','inherit','open','open','','144-revision-2','','','2009-11-28 13:33:24','2009-11-28 21:33:24','',144,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=147',0,'revision','',0),(148,1,'2009-11-29 21:35:37','2009-11-30 05:35:37','A lot of American families are facing difficult decisions this Christmas.\r\n\r\nUnemployment is still north of 10 percent, consumer debt is far too high and the housing market is still a mess as we approach the shopping season.<img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-149\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/zyglis-300x245.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"245\" />\r\n\r\nRetailers are cutting prices in hopes of generating more business in an economy where 70 percent of activity is consumer spending. That sector of the economy has been depressed this year as families have been working on paying down debt and even saving some money.\r\n\r\nBut Christmas is the one time of year families -- especially those with children -- try to stretch their budget a little and do something nice. Christmas is the season when folks sit in line all night at Wal-Mart or Best Buy or Sears to try and get those special bargains that they could never afford otherwise.\r\n\r\nFor six years as a business editor, I went out in the middle of the night on Black Friday and interviewed people who were waiting for stores to open. In November 2007, I met a man who was first in line at a San Bernardino, Cal., Wal-Mart. He waited something like 30 hours so that he could buy his family a $2,000 plasma television set for $800.\r\n\r\n\"We could never afford anything like that otherwise,\" he said.\r\n\r\nI admire his effort -- passing up Thanksgiving dinner -- but I also have to wonder why $800 for a TV was a reasonable expenditure for a family on a tight budget. I\'m sure that one of the most difficult things for a parent to tell his children is that they can\'t afford a nice Christmas, but I also wish more people would find a way to separate the idea of a happy Christmas from the amount of money spent.\r\n\r\nMy best memories of Christmas from my childhood have little to do with the gifts I received. I remember things like heading to church in the snow for Christmas Eve services, going caroling with friends and coming downstairs on Christmas morning to the bright lights of my dad and his 8mm movie camera.\r\n\r\nI also remember 1971, when several friends and I were all home for Christmas and our families weren\'t. We all worked together to do a special Christmas dinner.\r\n\r\nAnd I remember flying home from Nevada on Christmas Eve 1989, even though I had to be back on the 28th, to spend Christmas with my family on what turned out to be my grandmother\'s last Christmas. Three months later, I was flying to Ohio for her funeral.\r\n\r\nNone of those memories had anything to do with gifts, shopping or spending money.\r\n\r\nIt really is possible.','Christmas in a time of uncertainty','','publish','open','open','','christmas-in-a-time-of-uncertainty','','','2009-11-29 21:35:37','2009-11-30 05:35:37','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=148',0,'post','',0),(149,1,'2009-11-29 19:28:20','2009-11-30 03:28:20','','zyglis','','inherit','open','open','','zyglis','','','2009-11-29 19:28:20','2009-11-30 03:28:20','',148,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/zyglis.gif',0,'attachment','image/gif',0),(150,1,'2009-11-29 19:33:46','2009-11-30 03:33:46','A lot of American families are facing difficult decisions this Christmas.\n\nUnemployment is still north of 10 percent, consumer debt is far too high and the housing market is still a mess as we approach the shopping season.<img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-149\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/zyglis-300x245.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"245\" />\n\nRetailers are cutting prices in hopes of generating more business in an economy where 70 percent of activity is consumer spending. That sector of the economy has been depressed this year as families have been working on paying down debt and even saving some money.','','','inherit','open','open','','148-revision','','','2009-11-29 19:33:46','2009-11-30 03:33:46','',148,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=150',0,'revision','',0),(151,1,'2009-11-29 20:15:06','2009-11-30 04:15:06','A lot of American families are facing difficult decisions this Christmas.\n\nUnemployment is still north of 10 percent, consumer debt is far too high and the housing market is still a mess as we approach the shopping season.<img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-149\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/zyglis-300x245.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"245\" />\n\nRetailers are cutting prices in hopes of generating more business in an economy where 70 percent of activity is consumer spending. That sector of the economy has been depressed this year as families have been working on paying down debt and even saving some money.\n\nBut Christmas is the one time of year families -- especially those with children -- try to stretch their budget a little and do something nice. Christmas is the season when folks sit in line all night at Wal-Mart or Best Buy or Sears to try and get those special bargains that they could never afford otherwise.\n\nFor six years as a business editor, I went out in the middle of the night on Black Friday and interviewed people who were waiting for stores to open. In November 2007, I met a man who was first in line at a San Bernardino, Cal., Wal-Mart. He waited something like 30 hours so that he could buy his family a $2,000 plasma television set for $800.\n\n\"We could never afford anything like that otherwise,\" he said.\n\nI admire his effort -- passing up Thanks','','','inherit','open','open','','148-revision-2','','','2009-11-29 20:15:06','2009-11-30 04:15:06','',148,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=151',0,'revision','',0),(152,1,'2009-11-29 20:47:35','2009-11-30 04:47:35','A lot of American families are facing difficult decisions this Christmas.\n\nUnemployment is still north of 10 percent, consumer debt is far too high and the housing market is still a mess as we approach the shopping season.<img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-149\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/zyglis-300x245.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"245\" />\n\nRetailers are cutting prices in hopes of generating more business in an economy where 70 percent of activity is consumer spending. That sector of the economy has been depressed this year as families have been working on paying down debt and even saving some money.\n\nBut Christmas is the one time of year families -- especially those with children -- try to stretch their budget a little and do something nice. Christmas is the season when folks sit in line all night at Wal-Mart or Best Buy or Sears to try and get those special bargains that they could never afford otherwise.\n\nFor six years as a business editor, I went out in the middle of the night on Black Friday and interviewed people who were waiting for stores to open. In November 2007, I met a man who was first in line at a San Bernardino, Cal., Wal-Mart. He waited something like 30 hours so that he could buy his family a $2,000 plasma television set for $800.\n\n\"We could never afford anything like that otherwise,\" he said.\n\nI admire his effort -- passing up Thanksgiving dinner -- but I also have to wonder why $800 for a TV was a reasonable expenditure for a family on a tight budget. 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That sector of the economy has been depressed this year as families have been working on paying down debt and even saving some money.\n\nBut Christmas is the one time of year families -- especially those with children -- try to stretch their budget a little and do something nice. Christmas is the season when folks sit in line all night at Wal-Mart or Best Buy or Sears to try and get those special bargains that they could never afford otherwise.\n\nFor six years as a business editor, I went out in the middle of the night on Black Friday and interviewed people who were waiting for stores to open. In November 2007, I met a man who was first in line at a San Bernardino, Cal., Wal-Mart. He waited something like 30 hours so that he could buy his family a $2,000 plasma television set for $800.\n\n\"We could never afford anything like that otherwise,\" he said.\n\nI admire his effort -- passing up Thanksgiving dinner -- but I also have to wonder why $800 for a TV was a reasonable expenditure for a family on a tight budget. I\'m sure that one of the most difficult things for a parent to tell his children is that they can\'t afford a nice Christmas, but I also wish more people would find a way to separate the idea of a happy Christmas from the amount of money spent.\n\nMy best memories of Christmas from my childhood have little to do with the gifts I received. I remember things like heading to church in the snow for Christmas Eve services, going caroling with friends and coming downstairs on Christmas morning to the bright lights of my dad and his 8mm movie camera.\n\nI also remember 1971, when several friends and I were all home for Christmas and our families weren\'t. We all worked together to do a special Christmas dinner.\n\nAnd I remember flying home from Nevada on Christmas Eve 1989, even though I had to be back on the 28th, to spend Christmas with my family on what turned out to be my grandmother\'s last Christmas. Three months later, I was flying to Ohio for her funeral.\n\nNone of those memories had anything to do with gifts, shopping or spending money.','','','inherit','open','open','','148-revision-4','','','2009-11-29 21:34:07','2009-11-30 05:34:07','',148,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=153',0,'revision','',0),(154,1,'2009-12-05 17:24:12','2009-12-06 01:24:12','I have always loved movies, and it would be very difficult to make any kind of list of so-called favorites. So I\'ll just give a list of some of the movies that tend to wind up on my DVD player again and again.\r\n\r\n<strong><img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-155\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/animal-169x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"169\" height=\"300\" />COMEDIES -- </strong>There\'s no more wonderful thing to do at a movie than laugh, and my love of comedies range from slob comedies to rom-coms. If I had to pick a favorite, it would definitely be <strong>Animal House (1978).</strong> I\'ve probably seen it 20 times and I still laugh out loud every time I watch it. \"Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son.\" Another film from that general time in the same genre is <strong>\"Used Cars\" (1980),</strong> probably the best performance Kurt Russell ever gave. And remember, \"50 dollars never killed anybody.\"\r\n\r\nTwo of my other favorite comedies were both released the year I graduated from high school. <strong>\"The Graduate\" (1967)</strong> is remembered as an iconic film of my generation, while the original version of <strong>\"Bedazzled\" (1967),</strong> starring Peter Cook and Dudley Moore, matches up very well with anything Monty Python ever did.\r\n\r\nTwo more favorites came out six years later.<strong> \"American Graffiti\" (1973)</strong> pretty much created the entire \'50s nostalgia movement, and despite his success in science fiction, was probably the best film George Lucas ever made. <strong>\"Blume in Love\" (1973)</strong> is my favorite of all of Paul Mazursky\'s films, the story of a man who lost his wife because of his adultery and how has to get her back.\r\n\r\nThen there are the romantic comedies, aka \"chick flicks.\" I\'ve enjoyed more than a few of them in my time, but there are two that I can watch over and over and never get tired of them. <strong>\"Notting Hill\" (1999)</strong> and <strong>\"Love Actually\"  (2003)</strong> have a great deal in common. Both are set in London -- a city I truly love -- and both of them star some of my favorite actors. Hugh Grant is the perfect rom-com actor, and I\'ve pretty much always liked Julia Roberts, Emma Thompson and Alan Rickman.\r\n\r\n<img class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-170\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/loveactually-199x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"199\" height=\"300\" />\r\n\r\nI suppose I\'m actually just something of an Anglophile. I think if I were ever alone in the world -- God forbid -- I might choose to live in London over almost anywhere in the world. Part of my ancestry is English, and I like the culture a lot, even if the food isn\'t anything special.\r\n\r\n<strong>BASEBALL --</strong> Some of my favorite films of all are about baseball, whether it was <strong>\"Pride of the Yankees\" (1942)</strong> when I was a kid, <strong>\"Bang the Drum Slowly\" (1973)</strong> when I was older or a couple of terrific movies starring Kevin Costner later in life. <strong>\"Bull Durham\" (1988)</strong> probably should be on the comedy list for its portrayal of minor-league baseball, but I think it says more about why we love baseball than any other movie I\'ve ever seen.<strong> \"Field of Dreams\" (1989)</strong> gets a little too mystical at times, but it\'s still a movie that would make any top 10 of favorites I ever put together.\r\n\r\n<strong>DRAMAS -- </strong>So many great ones. I\'m re-watching <strong>\"Gone With the Wind\" (1939)</strong> in Blu-Ray, but I\'ll never forget seeing it at the Crest Theater in Crestline, Ohio, when I was about 10 years old. Back then, before video, before it was ever on television, they used to release GWTW every seven years and it always found a new audience. <strong>\"Casablanca\" (1942)</strong> will always be a favorite, as will <strong>\"The Maltese Falcon\" (1941)</strong>. Both movies totally capture the essence of what made Humphrey Bogart a big star. Coppola\'s <strong>\"Godfather\"</strong> movies will always be on my viewing list, as will Roman Polanski\'s<strong> \"Chinatown\" (1974)</strong> and Michael Cimino\'s <strong>\"The Deer Hunter\" (1978)</strong>.\r\n\r\n<strong>GUILTY PLEASURES --</strong> Everybody who watches a lot of movies knows that sometimes the films we like aren\'t always the ones we know are any good. I have at least three or four movies that I watch over and over again that have never made anyone\'s 10 best list. I love <strong>\"Hanover Street\" (1979)</strong>, Peter Hyams\' effort to make a World War II style romance 35 years after the war. Harrison Ford and Lesley Anne Down are perfect as the war-crossed lovers in 1942 London (there\'s that city again). <strong>\"The Hollywood Knights\" (1979)</strong> was an effort to rip off both \"American Graffiti\" and \"Animal House,\" and it was so amateurishly made there are at least two or three places where we see a boom microphone in the top of the shot. But Robert Wuhl is hilarious as Newbomb Turk, and you haven\'t lived until you\'ve heard the words to the theme from \"Lawrence of Arabia.\"\r\n\r\nThere are plenty of others, but all of these are movies I like.\r\n\r\nMovies I treasure.','On my DVD player','','publish','open','open','','on-my-dvd-player','','','2009-12-05 17:24:12','2009-12-06 01:24:12','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?page_id=154',0,'page','',0),(155,1,'2009-11-29 22:55:51','2009-11-30 06:55:51','','animal','','inherit','open','open','','animal','','','2009-11-29 22:55:51','2009-11-30 06:55:51','',154,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/animal.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(156,1,'2009-11-29 23:07:06','2009-11-30 07:07:06','I have always loved movies, and it would be very difficult to make any kind of list of so-called favorites. So I\'ll just give a list of some of the movies that tend to wind up on my DVD player again and again.\n\n<strong><img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-155\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/animal-169x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"169\" height=\"300\" />COMEDIES -- </strong>There\'s no more wonderful thing to do at a movie than laugh, and my love of comedies range from slob comedies to rom-coms. If I had to pick a favorite, it would definitely be <strong>Animal House (1978).</strong> I\'ve probably seen it 20 times and I still laugh out loud every time I watch it. \"Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son.\" Another film from that general time in the same genre is <strong>\"Used Cars\" (1980),</strong> probably the best performance Kurt Russell ever gave. And remember, \"50 dollars never killed anybody.\"\n\nTwo of my other favorite comedies were both released the year I graduated from high school. <strong>\"The Graduate\" (1967)</strong> is remembered as an iconic film of my generation, while the original version of <strong>\"Bedazzled\" (1967),</strong> starring Peter Cook and Dudley Moore, matches up very well with anything Monty Python ever did.\n\nTwo more favorites came out six years later.<strong> \"American Graffiti\" (1973)</strong> pretty much created the entire \'50s nostalgia movement, and despite his success in science fiction, was probably the best film George Lucas ever made. \"Blume in Love\" (1973) is my favorite of all of Paul Mazursky\'s films, the story of a man who lost his wife because','On my DVD player','','inherit','open','open','','154-revision','','','2009-11-29 23:07:06','2009-11-30 07:07:06','',154,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=156',0,'revision','',0),(157,1,'2009-11-30 20:28:03','2009-12-01 04:28:03','A lot of baseball fans consider Kirk Gibson\'s home run in Game One of the 1988 World Series to be one of the most dramatic sports moments ever.\r\n\r\nBut in the same way that polls of the greatest movies ever always seem tilted toward the last 20 years or so, people seem to favor things that happened in their own lifetime. That\'s natural, but I still think for sheer drama -- and even for significance -- there are several home runs that will always top Gibson\'s shot.\r\n\r\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"480\" height=\"300\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/FyNuHRqq0zU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"480\" height=\"300\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/FyNuHRqq0zU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\r\n\r\nThe first one I ever heard was in 1960, when Pittsburgh\'s Bill Mazeroski hit a home run in the bottom of the ninth inning to give the Pirates a 10-9 victory over the Yankees in the seventh and final game of the series.\r\n\r\nThe second, which I saw on television, was Carlton Fisk\'s amazing shot in the bottom of the 12th inning in Game Six of the 1975 Series, giving Boston a 7-6 win over Cincinnati and forcing a seventh game.\r\n\r\nBut to me the one that will always rank first came when I was only a year old,when Bobby Thomson hit the \"shot heard round the world\" to give the New York Giants a 5-4 comeback victory over the Brooklyn Dodgers and send the Giants into the 1951 World Series against the Yankees.\r\n\r\nMost folks didn\'t see that one on television, but Russ Hodges\' call of the home run is maybe the most famous call in baseball history:\r\n<em>\r\n\"Bobby Thomson... up there swingin\'... He\'s had two out of three, a single and a double, and Billy Cox is playing him right on the third-base line... One out, last of the ninth... Branca pitches... Bobby Thomson takes a strike called on the inside corner... Bobby hitting at .292... He\'s had a single and a double and he drove in the Giants\' first run with a long fly to center... Brooklyn leads it 4-2...Hartung down the line at third not taking any chances... Lockman with not too big of a lead at second, but he\'ll be runnin\' like the wind if Thomson hits one... Branca throws... [audible sound of bat meeting ball]</em>\r\n\r\n<em>\"There\'s a long drive... it\'s gonna be, I believe...THE GIANTS WIN THE PENNANT!! THE GIANTS WIN THE PENNANT! THE GIANTS WIN THE PENNANT! THE GIANTS WIN THE PENNANT! Bobby Thomson hits into the lower deck of the left-field stands! The Giants win the pennant and they\'re goin\' crazy, they\'re goin\' crazy! HEEEY-OH!!!\'\' [ten-second pause for crowd noise]</em>\r\n\r\n<em>\"I don\'t believe it! I don\'t believe it! I do not believe it! Bobby Thomson... hit a line drive... into the lower deck... of the left-field stands... and this blame place is goin\' crazy! The Giants! Horace Stoneham has got a winner! The Giants won it... by a score of 5 to 4... and they\'re pickin\' Bobby Thomson up... and carryin\' him off the field!\"</em>\r\n\r\nWhy did that home run matter more than Gibson\'s? It\'s easy. In 1951, baseball was still the National Pastime and the Giants and Dodgers might have been the best rivalry in sports.\r\n\r\nIn 1988, baseball was just another sport.\r\n\r\nI have a collection of autographed baseballs. Ten of the 12 balls are signed by Hall of Famers, among them Joe Dimaggio, Ted Williams and Mickey Mantle. An 11th is signed by a player who will be there someday, Atlanta\'s Chipper Jones.\r\n\r\nBut in some ways the 12th ball is the most interesting of all.\r\n\r\nIt contains two signatures -- Bobby Thomson and Ralph Branca. The man who hit the ball and the man who pitched it.\r\n\r\nWhat a great moment.','Thomson\'s homer was baseball\'s best','','publish','open','open','','thomsons-homer-was-baseballs-best','','','2009-11-30 20:28:48','2009-12-01 04:28:48','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=157',0,'post','',0),(158,1,'2009-11-30 20:27:52','2009-12-01 04:27:52','A lot of baseball fans consider Kirk Gibson\'s home run in Game One of the 1988 World Series to be one of the most dramatic sports moments ever.\n\nBut in the same way that polls of the greatest movies ever always seem tilted toward the last 20 years or so, people seem to favor things that happened in their own lifetime. That\'s natural, but I still think for sheer drama -- and even for significance -- there are several home runs that will always top Gibson\'s shot.\n\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"560\" height=\"340\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/FyNuHRqq0zU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"560\" height=\"340\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/FyNuHRqq0zU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\n\nThe first one I ever heard was in 1960, when Pittsburgh\'s Bill Mazeroski hit a home run in the bottom of the ninth inning to give the Pirates a 10-9 victory over the Yankees in the seventh and final game of the series.\n\nThe second, which I saw on television, was Carlton Fisk\'s amazing shot in the bottom of the 12th inning in Game Six of the 1975 Series, giving Boston a 7-6 win over Cincinnati and forcing a seventh game.\n\nBut to me the one that will always rank first came when I was only a year old,when Bobby Thomson hit the \"shot heard round the world\" to give the New York Giants a 5-4 comeback victory over the Brooklyn Dodgers and send the Giants into the 1951 World Series against the Yankees.\n\nMost folks didn\'t see that one on television, but Russ Hodges\' call of the home run is maybe the most famous call in baseball history:\n<em>\n\"Bobby Thomson... up there swingin\'... He\'s had two out of three, a single and a double, and Billy Cox is playing him right on the third-base line... One out, last of the ninth... Branca pitches... Bobby Thomson takes a strike called on the inside corner... Bobby hitting at .292... He\'s had a single and a double and he drove in the Giants\' first run with a long fly to center... Brooklyn leads it 4-2...Hartung down the line at third not taking any chances... Lockman with not too big of a lead at second, but he\'ll be runnin\' like the wind if Thomson hits one... Branca throws... [audible sound of bat meeting ball]</em>\n\n<em>\"There\'s a long drive... it\'s gonna be, I believe...THE GIANTS WIN THE PENNANT!! THE GIANTS WIN THE PENNANT! THE GIANTS WIN THE PENNANT! THE GIANTS WIN THE PENNANT! Bobby Thomson hits into the lower deck of the left-field stands! The Giants win the pennant and they\'re goin\' crazy, they\'re goin\' crazy! HEEEY-OH!!!\'\' [ten-second pause for crowd noise]</em>\n\n<em>\"I don\'t believe it! I don\'t believe it! I do not believe it! Bobby Thomson... hit a line drive... into the lower deck... of the left-field stands... and this blame place is goin\' crazy! The Giants! Horace Stoneham has got a winner! The Giants won it... by a score of 5 to 4... and they\'re pickin\' Bobby Thomson up... and carryin\' him off the field!\"</em>\n\nWhy did that home run matter more than Gibson\'s? It\'s easy. In 1951, baseball was still the National Pastime and the Giants and Dodgers might have been the best rivalry in sports.\n\nIn 1988, baseball was just another sport.\n\nI have a collection of autographed baseballs. Ten of the 12 balls are signed by Hall of Famers, among them Joe Dimaggio, Ted Williams and Mickey Mantle. An 11th is signed by a player who will be there someday, Atlanta\'s Chipper Jones.\n\nBut in some ways the 12th ball is the most interesting of all.\n\nIt contains two signatures -- Bobby Thomson and Ralph Branca. The man who hit the ball and the man who pitched it.\n\nWhat a great moment.','Thomson\'s homer ','','inherit','open','open','','157-revision','','','2009-11-30 20:27:52','2009-12-01 04:27:52','',157,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=158',0,'revision','',0),(159,1,'2009-11-30 20:28:03','2009-12-01 04:28:03','A lot of baseball fans consider Kirk Gibson\'s home run in Game One of the 1988 World Series to be one of the most dramatic sports moments ever.\r\n\r\nBut in the same way that polls of the greatest movies ever always seem tilted toward the last 20 years or so, people seem to favor things that happened in their own lifetime. That\'s natural, but I still think for sheer drama -- and even for significance -- there are several home runs that will always top Gibson\'s shot.\r\n\r\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"560\" height=\"340\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/FyNuHRqq0zU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"560\" height=\"340\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/FyNuHRqq0zU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\r\n\r\nThe first one I ever heard was in 1960, when Pittsburgh\'s Bill Mazeroski hit a home run in the bottom of the ninth inning to give the Pirates a 10-9 victory over the Yankees in the seventh and final game of the series.\r\n\r\nThe second, which I saw on television, was Carlton Fisk\'s amazing shot in the bottom of the 12th inning in Game Six of the 1975 Series, giving Boston a 7-6 win over Cincinnati and forcing a seventh game.\r\n\r\nBut to me the one that will always rank first came when I was only a year old,when Bobby Thomson hit the \"shot heard round the world\" to give the New York Giants a 5-4 comeback victory over the Brooklyn Dodgers and send the Giants into the 1951 World Series against the Yankees.\r\n\r\nMost folks didn\'t see that one on television, but Russ Hodges\' call of the home run is maybe the most famous call in baseball history:\r\n<em>\r\n\"Bobby Thomson... up there swingin\'... He\'s had two out of three, a single and a double, and Billy Cox is playing him right on the third-base line... One out, last of the ninth... Branca pitches... Bobby Thomson takes a strike called on the inside corner... Bobby hitting at .292... He\'s had a single and a double and he drove in the Giants\' first run with a long fly to center... Brooklyn leads it 4-2...Hartung down the line at third not taking any chances... Lockman with not too big of a lead at second, but he\'ll be runnin\' like the wind if Thomson hits one... Branca throws... [audible sound of bat meeting ball]</em>\r\n\r\n<em>\"There\'s a long drive... it\'s gonna be, I believe...THE GIANTS WIN THE PENNANT!! THE GIANTS WIN THE PENNANT! THE GIANTS WIN THE PENNANT! THE GIANTS WIN THE PENNANT! Bobby Thomson hits into the lower deck of the left-field stands! The Giants win the pennant and they\'re goin\' crazy, they\'re goin\' crazy! HEEEY-OH!!!\'\' [ten-second pause for crowd noise]</em>\r\n\r\n<em>\"I don\'t believe it! I don\'t believe it! I do not believe it! Bobby Thomson... hit a line drive... into the lower deck... of the left-field stands... and this blame place is goin\' crazy! The Giants! Horace Stoneham has got a winner! The Giants won it... by a score of 5 to 4... and they\'re pickin\' Bobby Thomson up... and carryin\' him off the field!\"</em>\r\n\r\nWhy did that home run matter more than Gibson\'s? It\'s easy. In 1951, baseball was still the National Pastime and the Giants and Dodgers might have been the best rivalry in sports.\r\n\r\nIn 1988, baseball was just another sport.\r\n\r\nI have a collection of autographed baseballs. Ten of the 12 balls are signed by Hall of Famers, among them Joe Dimaggio, Ted Williams and Mickey Mantle. An 11th is signed by a player who will be there someday, Atlanta\'s Chipper Jones.\r\n\r\nBut in some ways the 12th ball is the most interesting of all.\r\n\r\nIt contains two signatures -- Bobby Thomson and Ralph Branca. The man who hit the ball and the man who pitched it.\r\n\r\nWhat a great moment.','Thomson\'s homer was baseball\'s best','','inherit','open','open','','157-revision-2','','','2009-11-30 20:28:03','2009-12-01 04:28:03','',157,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=159',0,'revision','',0),(160,1,'2009-12-02 00:59:00','2009-12-02 08:59:00','I had an amazing experience today, one that sort of hit me out of nowhere.\r\n\r\nI have been undergoing analysis lately -- \"navel gazing,\" as some would put it -- trying to figure out why I had been having trouble for so long putting some of my youthful mistakes behind me. I was a serious underachiever in my teens and twenties; I didn\'t even get my first job in my career until I was 29.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_163\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Scene of the Crime\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-163\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Vacation-2005-063-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Scene of the Crime\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nThat was right around the time my first marriage was slipping away, so I had a definite problem with getting it all together at the same time. Either my love life was in good shape or my career was -- that\'s the way it went for most of my fourth decade. My long-term goal had always been to work for a major metropolitan newspaper and cover major league baseball.\r\n\r\nI made it to one major metro -- the <em>St. Louis Globe-Democrat</em> from 1984-86 -- and filled in some on baseball, but mostly my area of expertise was college basketball. I finally got baseball in 1990 when I was hired to cover the Dodgers by the <em>Daily Bulletin</em> in Ontario, Cal., which wasn\'t a major metro but was a suburban paper.\r\n\r\nThat was where my career ended 18 years later, short of glory but after a pretty good run, including five years as a columnist. I\'ve spent a good bit of the nearly two years since then regretting the things I didn\'t accomplish.\r\n\r\nSo anyway, I\'ve been talking with the analyst and feeling sorry for myself. Hey, the truth hurts. So yesterday I asked him, how come I didn\'t overcome my bad start. He really surprised me with his answer.\r\n\r\n<em>\"You did.\"</em>\r\n\r\nHe explained his answer to me, and I couldn\'t believe how much sense it made. He told me that there certainly were people who overcame early difficulties to have very successful careers, but that very few of them also had good family lives.\r\n\r\n<em>\"You sacrificed in your career to have a successful family life.\"</em>\r\n\r\nThat was the moment that I realized several things. First, that he was right. After I met Nicole in 1992, I had pretty much eliminated the possibility of moving again to take a step forward. So my children got my best effort, and I concentrated on being the best father I could. Both of my children tell me I did a pretty good job.\r\n\r\nBut it was the second realization that hit me the hardest. I had essentially made many of the same choices -- and lived a similar life -- as my dad, who I never really appreciated enough for all that he had done.\r\n\r\nSo in the end, I was surprised.\r\n\r\nI had a little more respect for myself -- and a lot more respect for him.','In the end, it was all about choices','','publish','open','open','','in-the-end-it-was-all-about-choices','','','2009-12-02 00:59:52','2009-12-02 08:59:52','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=160',0,'post','',1),(161,1,'2009-12-01 19:39:42','2009-12-02 03:39:42','','southridesagain','The South Will Rise Again','inherit','open','open','','southridesagain','','','2009-12-01 19:39:42','2009-12-02 03:39:42','',160,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/southridesagain.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(162,1,'2009-12-01 19:46:59','2009-12-02 03:46:59','I had an amazing experience today, one that sort of hit me out of nowhere.\n\nI have been undergoing analysis lately -- \"navel gazing,\" as some would put it -- trying to figure out why I had been having trouble for so long putting some of my youthful mistakes behind me.\n\n','','','inherit','open','open','','160-revision','','','2009-12-01 19:46:59','2009-12-02 03:46:59','',160,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=162',0,'revision','',0),(163,1,'2009-12-02 00:06:54','2009-12-02 08:06:54','','Vacation-2005-063','Scene of the Crime','inherit','open','open','','vacation-2005-063','','','2009-12-02 00:06:54','2009-12-02 08:06:54','',160,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Vacation-2005-063.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(164,1,'2009-12-02 00:08:32','2009-12-02 08:08:32','I had an amazing experience today, one that sort of hit me out of nowhere.\n\nI have been undergoing analysis lately -- \"navel gazing,\" as some would put it -- trying to figure out why I had been having trouble for so long putting some of my youthful mistakes behind me. I was a serious underachiever in my teens and twenties; I didn\'t even get my first job in my career until I was 29.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_163\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Scene of the Crime\"]<img src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Vacation-2005-063-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Scene of the Crime\" title=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-163\" />[/caption]\n\nThat was right around the time my first marriage was slipping away\n\n','','','inherit','open','open','','160-revision-2','','','2009-12-02 00:08:32','2009-12-02 08:08:32','',160,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=164',0,'revision','',0),(165,1,'2009-12-02 00:58:18','2009-12-02 08:58:18','I had an amazing experience today, one that sort of hit me out of nowhere.\n\nI have been undergoing analysis lately -- \"navel gazing,\" as some would put it -- trying to figure out why I had been having trouble for so long putting some of my youthful mistakes behind me. I was a serious underachiever in my teens and twenties; I didn\'t even get my first job in my career until I was 29.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_163\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Scene of the Crime\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-163\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Vacation-2005-063-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Scene of the Crime\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\n\nThat was right around the time my first marriage was slipping away, so I had a definite problem with getting it all together at the same time. Either my love life was in good shape or my career was -- that\'s the way it went for most of my fourth decade. My long-term goal had always been to work for a major metropolitan newspaper and cover major league baseball.\n\nI made it to one major metro -- the <em>St. Louis Globe-Democrat</em> from 1984-86 -- and filled in some on baseball, but mostly my area of expertise was college basketball. I finally got baseball in 1990 when I was hired to cover the Dodgers by the <em>Daily Bulletin</em> in Ontario, Cal., which wasn\'t a major metro but was a suburban paper.\n\nThat was where my career ended 18 years later, short of glory but after a pretty good run, including five years as a columnist. I\'ve spent a good bit of the nearly two years since then regretting the things I didn\'t accomplish.\n\nSo anyway, I\'ve been talking with the analyst and feeling sorry for myself. Hey, the truth hurts. So yesterday I asked him, how come I didn\'t overcome my bad start. He really surprised me with his answer.\n\n<em>\"You did.\"</em>\n\nHe explained his answer to me, and I couldn\'t believe how much sense it made. He told me that there certainly were people who overcame early difficulties to have very successful careers, but that very few of them also had good family lives.\n\n<em>\"You sacrificed in your career to have a successful family life.\"</em>\n\nThat was the moment that I realized several things. First, that he was right. After I met Nicole in 1992, I had pretty much eliminated the possibility of moving again to take a step forward. So my children got my best effort, and I concentrated on being the best father I could. Both of my children tell me I did a pretty good job.\n\nBut it was the second realization that hit me the hardest. I had essentially made many of the same choices -- and lived a similar life -- as my dad, who I never really appreciated enough for all that he had done.\n\nSo in the end, I was surprised.\n\nI had a little more respect for myself -- and a lot more res','','','inherit','open','open','','160-revision-3','','','2009-12-02 00:58:18','2009-12-02 08:58:18','',160,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=165',0,'revision','',0),(166,1,'2009-12-02 00:59:00','2009-12-02 08:59:00','I had an amazing experience today, one that sort of hit me out of nowhere.\r\n\r\nI have been undergoing analysis lately -- \"navel gazing,\" as some would put it -- trying to figure out why I had been having trouble for so long putting some of my youthful mistakes behind me. I was a serious underachiever in my teens and twenties; I didn\'t even get my first job in my career until I was 29.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_163\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Scene of the Crime\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-163\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Vacation-2005-063-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Scene of the Crime\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nThat was right around the time my first marriage was slipping away, so I had a definite problem with getting it all together at the same time. Either my love life was in good shape or my career was -- that\'s the way it went for most of my fourth decade. My long-term goal had always been to work for a major metropolitan newspaper and cover major league baseball.\r\n\r\nI made it to one major metro -- the <em>St. Louis Globe-Democrat</em> from 1984-86 -- and filled in some on baseball, but mostly my area of expertise was college basketball. I finally got baseball in 1990 when I was hired to cover the Dodgers by the <em>Daily Bulletin</em> in Ontario, Cal., which wasn\'t a major metro but was a suburban paper.\r\n\r\nThat was where my career ended 18 years later, short of glory but after a pretty good run, including five years as a columnist. I\'ve spent a good bit of the nearly two years since then regretting the things I didn\'t accomplish.\r\n\r\nSo anyway, I\'ve been talking with the analyst and feeling sorry for myself. Hey, the truth hurts. So yesterday I asked him, how come I didn\'t overcome my bad start. He really surprised me with his answer.\r\n\r\n<em>\"You did.\"</em>\r\n\r\nHe explained his answer to me, and I couldn\'t believe how much sense it made. He told me that there certainly were people who overcame early difficulties to have very successful careers, but that very few of them also had good family lives.\r\n\r\n<em>\"You sacrificed in your career to have a successful family life.\"</em>\r\n\r\nThat was the moment that I realized several things. First, that he was right. After I met Nicole in 1992, I had pretty much eliminated the possibility of moving again to take a step forward. So my children got my best effort, and I concentrated on being the best father I could. Both of my children tell me I did a pretty good job.\r\n\r\nBut it was the second realization that hit me the hardest. I had essentially made many of the same choices -- and lived a similar life -- as my dad, who I never really appreciated enough for all that he had done.\r\n\r\nSo in the end, I was surprised.\r\n\r\nI had a little more respect for myself -- and a lot more respect for him.','In the end, it was all about choices','','inherit','open','open','','160-revision-4','','','2009-12-02 00:59:00','2009-12-02 08:59:00','',160,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=166',0,'revision','',0),(167,1,'2009-12-05 01:01:27','2009-12-05 09:01:27','There aren\'t many countries that talk about \"happiness\" as part of their national <em>raison d\'etre</em>, but it\'s right there in our Declaration of Independence.\r\n\r\nIt\'s our God-given right to at least pursue it, so why aren\'t we happier?\r\n\r\nI spent a lot of years wondering that about myself, until something happened this week -- I wrote about it the other day -- that made me feel a little bit like Dorothy at the end of \"The Wizard of Oz\" when Glinda told her she had the power to go home right there all the time.\r\n\r\nI have felt very happy the last few days, as if I have finally released all the anger and resentment that had bothered me for so long. But I can\'t help feeling more than a little stupid at the same time, knowing now that I had what I needed to be happy all along. Or at least for the last 17 years.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_168\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"No place like home\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-168\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/WizardDorothy2-300x245.jpg\" alt=\"No place like home\" width=\"300\" height=\"245\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI have a wonderful marriage that will last for as long as both of us are alive. My wife is the love of my life and a truly special person.\r\n\r\nI have two amazing children, and if there\'s one thing they have taught me, it\'s that sometimes the best way to be a good parent is just knowing when to stay out of your kids\' way.\r\n\r\nI have an amazing granddaughter, who brings tears to my eyes almost every time I look at a picture of her.\r\n\r\nAnd I have reasonably good health and -- knock on wood -- financial security for a good retirement.\r\n\r\nI also have wonderful friends, with at least three friendships that go back more than 35 years.\r\n\r\nAs for the things I haven\'t accomplished, well, I am not dead yet.\r\n\r\nThere really is no place like home.\r\n\r\nAnd nothing like family.','Stupid? Well, sometimes we do learn','','publish','open','open','','stupid-well-sometimes-we-do-learn','','','2009-12-05 01:01:27','2009-12-05 09:01:27','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=167',0,'post','',0),(168,1,'2009-12-05 00:55:39','2009-12-05 08:55:39','','WizardDorothy2','No place like home','inherit','open','open','','wizarddorothy2','','','2009-12-05 00:55:39','2009-12-05 08:55:39','',167,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/WizardDorothy2.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(169,1,'2009-12-05 01:01:22','2009-12-05 09:01:22','There aren\'t many countries that talk about \"happiness\" as part of their national <em>raison d\'etre</em>, but it\'s right there in our Declaration of Independence.\n\nIt\'s our God-given right to at least pursue it, so why aren\'t we happier?\n\nI spent a lot of years wondering that about myself, until something happened this week -- I wrote about it the other day -- that made me feel a little bit like Dorothy at the end of \"The Wizard of Oz\" when Glinda told her she had the power to go home right there all the time.\n\nI have felt very happy the last few days, as if I have finally released all the anger and resentment that had bothered me for so long. But I can\'t help feeling more than a little stupid at the same time, knowing now that I had what I needed to be happy all along. Or at least for the last 17 years.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_168\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"300\" caption=\"No place like home\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-168\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/WizardDorothy2-300x245.jpg\" alt=\"No place like home\" width=\"300\" height=\"245\" />[/caption]\n\nI have a wonderful marriage that will last for as long as both of us are alive. My wife is the love of my life and a truly special person.\n\nI have two amazing children, and if there\'s one thing they have taught me, it\'s that sometimes the best way to be a good parent is just knowing when to stay out of your kids\' way.\n\nI have an amazing granddaughter, who brings tears to my eyes almost every time I look at a picture of her.\n\nAnd I have reasonably good health and -- knock on wood -- financial security for a good retirement.\n\nI also have wonderful friends, with at least three friendships that go back more than 35 years.\n\nAs for the things I haven\'t accomplished, well, I am not dead yet.\n\nThere really is no place like home.\n\nAnd nothing like family.','Stupid? Well, sometime','','inherit','open','open','','167-revision','','','2009-12-05 01:01:22','2009-12-05 09:01:22','',167,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=169',0,'revision','',0),(170,1,'2009-12-05 17:11:17','2009-12-06 01:11:17','','loveactually','','inherit','open','open','','loveactually','','','2009-12-05 17:11:17','2009-12-06 01:11:17','',154,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/loveactually.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(171,1,'2009-12-05 17:23:45','2009-12-06 01:23:45','I have always loved movies, and it would be very difficult to make any kind of list of so-called favorites. So I\'ll just give a list of some of the movies that tend to wind up on my DVD player again and again.\n\n<strong><img class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-155\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/animal-169x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"169\" height=\"300\" />COMEDIES -- </strong>There\'s no more wonderful thing to do at a movie than laugh, and my love of comedies range from slob comedies to rom-coms. If I had to pick a favorite, it would definitely be <strong>Animal House (1978).</strong> I\'ve probably seen it 20 times and I still laugh out loud every time I watch it. \"Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son.\" Another film from that general time in the same genre is <strong>\"Used Cars\" (1980),</strong> probably the best performance Kurt Russell ever gave. And remember, \"50 dollars never killed anybody.\"\n\nTwo of my other favorite comedies were both released the year I graduated from high school. <strong>\"The Graduate\" (1967)</strong> is remembered as an iconic film of my generation, while the original version of <strong>\"Bedazzled\" (1967),</strong> starring Peter Cook and Dudley Moore, matches up very well with anything Monty Python ever did.\n\nTwo more favorites came out six years later.<strong> \"American Graffiti\" (1973)</strong> pretty much created the entire \'50s nostalgia movement, and despite his success in science fiction, was probably the best film George Lucas ever made. <strong>\"Blume in Love\" (1973)</strong> is my favorite of all of Paul Mazursky\'s films, the story of a man who lost his wife because of his adultery and how has to get her back.\n\nThen there are the romantic comedies, aka \"chick flicks.\" I\'ve enjoyed more than a few of them in my time, but there are two that I can watch over and over and never get tired of them. <strong>\"Notting Hill\" (1999)</strong> and <strong>\"Love Actually\"  (2003)</strong> have a great deal in common. Both are set in London -- a city I truly love -- and both of them star some of my favorite actors. Hugh Grant is the perfect rom-com actor, and I\'ve pretty much always liked Julia Roberts, Emma Thompson and Alan Rickman.\n\n<img class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-170\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/loveactually-199x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"199\" height=\"300\" />\n\nI suppose I\'m actually just something of an Anglophile. I think if I were ever alone in the world -- God forbid -- I might choose to live in London over almost anywhere in the world. Part of my ancestry is English, and I like the culture a lot, even if the food isn\'t anything special.\n\n<strong>BASEBALL --</strong> Some of my favorite films of all are about baseball, whether it was <strong>\"Pride of the Yankees\" (1942)</strong> when I was a kid, <strong>\"Bang the Drum Slowly\" (1973)</strong> when I was older or a couple of terrific movies starring Kevin Costner later in life. <strong>\"Bull Durham\" (1988)</strong> probably should be on the comedy list for its portrayal of minor-league baseball, but I think it says more about why we love baseball than any other movie I\'ve ever seen.<strong> \"Field of Dreams\" (1989)</strong> gets a little too mystical at times, but it\'s still a movie that would make any top 10 of favorites I ever put together.\n\n<strong>DRAMAS -- </strong>So many great ones. I\'m re-watching <strong>\"Gone With the Wind\" (1939)</strong> in Blu-Ray, but I\'ll never forget seeing it at the Crest Theater in Crestline, Ohio, when I was about 10 years old. Back then, before video, before it was ever on television, they used to release GWTW every seven years and it always found a new audience. <strong>\"Casablanca\" (1942)</strong> will always be a favorite, as will <strong>\"The Maltese Falcon\" (1941)</strong>. Both movies totally capture the essence of what made Humphrey Bogart a big star. Coppola\'s <strong>\"Godfather\"</strong> movies will always be on my viewing list, as will Roman Polanski\'s<strong> \"Chinatown\" (1974)</strong> and Michael Cimino\'s <strong>\"The Deer Hunter\" (1978)</strong>.\n\n<strong>GUILTY PLEASURES --</strong> Everybody who watches a lot of movies knows that sometimes the films we like aren\'t always the ones we know are any good. I have at least three or four movies that I watch over and over again that have never made anyone\'s 10 best list. I love <strong>\"Hanover Street\" (1979)</strong>, Peter Hyams\' effort to make a World War II style romance 35 years after the war. Harrison Ford and Lesley Anne Down are perfect as the war-crossed lovers in 1942 London (there\'s that city again). <strong>\"The Hollywood Knights\" (1979)</strong> was an effort to rip off both \"American Graffiti\" and \"Animal House,\" and it was so amateurishly made there are at least two or three places where we see a boom microphone in the top of the shot. But Robert Wuhl is hilarious as Newbomb Turk, and you haven\'t lived until you\'ve heard the words to the theme from \"Lawrence of Arabia.\"','On my DVD player','','inherit','open','open','','154-revision-2','','','2009-12-05 17:23:45','2009-12-06 01:23:45','',154,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=171',0,'revision','',0),(172,1,'2009-12-07 01:01:08','2009-12-07 09:01:08','We have done a lot of things to cheapen our language over the years, but to me one of the saddest is what has happened to the word \"hero.\"\r\n\r\nI mean <em>really</em>.\r\n\r\n\"Guitar Hero?\"\r\n\r\nI looked at dictionary.com, because I\'m a modern, happening kind of guy and because my own dictionary was all the way in the next room. Here are the first two meanings given:\r\n\r\n<em>-- a man of distinguished courage or ability, admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities.\r\n-- a person who, in the opinion of others, has heroic qualities or has performed a heroic act and is regarded as a model or ideal: He was a local hero when he saved the drowning child.</em>\r\n\r\nI can live with those definitions, but where does that leaves us as far as football heroes ... or hero sandwiches?\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_173\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"266\" caption=\"Gunga Din\"]<img class=\"size-full wp-image-173\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/gunga-din.jpeg\" alt=\"Gunga Din\" width=\"266\" height=\"209\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nSeriously, just because you catch a touchdown pass as time expires doesn\'t make you a hero. It might make you a winner, unless you were losing by more than seven points at the time, but whether you catch that pass or drop it, you\'re still going home that night.\r\n\r\nTo be a hero -- to save a drowning child, for example -- there has to be some risk involved. Maybe you save the drowning child, but succumb to drowning yourself. Then you\'re a hero. A dead hero, yes, but still heroic.\r\n\r\nYou want heroes? I\'ll give you heroes. The firefighters who went into the Twin Towers even though they knew they might not come out were heroes. Big time heroes.\r\n\r\nGunga Din was a hero. If you\'re a fan of old movies, you have probably seen <a title=\"Gunga Din movie\" href=\"http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0031398/\" target=\"_self\">\"Gunga Din,\" </a>with Sam Jaffe as the water bearer who wanted to be a soldier. It\'s a pretty magnificent movie. But you ought to read the Rudyard Kipling <a title=\"Kipling\'s &quot;Gunga Din&quot;\" href=\"http://www.love-poems.me.uk/kipling_gunga_din_w_insp.htm\" target=\"_self\">poem</a> on which the movie was loosely based.\r\n\r\nIt may be full of good old 19th century British Empire racism, but it gives the man his due as a hero and so does the movie.\r\n\r\nWatch \"Gunga Din\" if you want to understand heroism.\r\n\r\nYou\'ll never look at football players or \"Guitar Hero\" the same way again.','A better man than we are, Gunga Din','','publish','open','open','','a-better-man-than-we-are-gunga-din','','','2009-12-07 01:01:08','2009-12-07 09:01:08','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=172',0,'post','',0),(173,1,'2009-12-07 00:50:40','2009-12-07 08:50:40','','gunga-din','Gunga Din','inherit','open','open','','gunga-din','','','2009-12-07 00:50:40','2009-12-07 08:50:40','',172,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/gunga-din.jpeg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(174,1,'2009-12-07 01:00:25','2009-12-07 09:00:25','We have done a lot of things to cheapen our language over the years, but to me one of the saddest is what has happened to the word \"hero.\"\n\nI mean <em>really</em>.\n\n\"Guitar Hero?\"\n\nI looked at dictionary.com, because I\'m a modern, happening kind of guy and because my own dictionary was all the way in the next room. Here are the first two meanings given:\n\n<em>-- a man of distinguished courage or ability, admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities.\n-- a person who, in the opinion of others, has heroic qualities or has performed a heroic act and is regarded as a model or ideal: He was a local hero when he saved the drowning child.</em>\n\nI can live with those definitions, but where does that leaves us as far as football heroes ... or hero sandwiches?\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_173\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"266\" caption=\"Gunga Din\"]<img class=\"size-full wp-image-173\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/gunga-din.jpeg\" alt=\"Gunga Din\" width=\"266\" height=\"209\" />[/caption]\n\nSeriously, just because you catch a touchdown pass as time expires doesn\'t make you a hero. It might make you a winner, unless you were losing by more than seven points at the time, but whether you catch that pass or drop it, you\'re still going home that night.\n\nTo be a hero -- to save a drowning child, for example -- there has to be some risk involved. Maybe you save the drowning child, but succumb to drowning yourself. Then you\'re a hero. A dead hero, yes, but still heroic.\n\nYou want heroes? I\'ll give you heroes. The firefighters who went into the Twin Towers even though they knew they might not come out were heroes. Big time heroes.\n\nGunga Din was a hero. If you\'re a fan of old movies, you have probably seen <a title=\"Gunga Din movie\" href=\"http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0031398/\" target=\"_self\">\"Gunga Din,\" </a>with Sam Jaffe as the water bearer who wanted to be a soldier. It\'s a pretty magnificent movie. But you ought to read the Rudyard Kipling <a title=\"Kipling\'s &quot;Gunga Din&quot;\" href=\"http://www.love-poems.me.uk/kipling_gunga_din_w_insp.htm\" target=\"_self\">poem</a> on which the movie was loosely based.\n\nIt may be full of good old 19th century British Empire racism, but it gives the man his due as a hero and so does the movie.\n\nWatch \"Gunga Din\" if you want to understand heroism.\n\nYou\'ll never look at football players or','','','inherit','open','open','','172-revision','','','2009-12-07 01:00:25','2009-12-07 09:00:25','',172,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=174',0,'revision','',0),(175,1,'2009-12-09 00:48:21','2009-12-09 08:48:21','If we were going to make a list of the greatest directors in film history, some of the names that would be mentioned might be Ford, Kurosawa, Hitchcock, Hawks and others.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_176\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"231\" caption=\"Victor Fleming with Vivien Leigh\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-176\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/gone-with-the-wnd-231x300.jpg\" alt=\"Victor Fleming with Vivien Leigh\" width=\"231\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nA name that wouldn\'t make some of those short lists would be Victor Fleming, but the California native -- he was born in La Canada in 1889 -- had the honor of directing maybe the two most beloved movies in history.\r\n\r\nFleming directed \"The Wizard of Oz\" and \"Gone With the Wind,\" which were both released in 1939, a year many people still consider the best in the history of Hollywood. Ironically, he wasn\'t the initial director on either. It was in GWTW that it caused the most furor. The original director was George Cukor, who was considered a \"women\'s director.\" Producer David O. Selznick was reportedly unhappy with the pace of Cukor\'s work, and replaced him with Fleming.\r\n\r\nIronically, Cukor might have made that short list at the beginning, directing movies like \"The Philadelphia Story\" and \"Adam\'s Rib.\"\r\n\r\nFleming not only didn\'t make a lot of films after GWTW, he didn\'t even live that long. He died in 1949 and the age of 59.\r\n\r\nSo in some ways, he is almost a forgotten footnote.\r\n\r\nBut just think about it. Within the space of a year or so, he directed two movies that quite possibly are what Hollywood was all about -- \"The Wizard of Oz\" and \"Gone With the Wind.\"\r\n\r\nNot a bad legacy at all.','Not on the list, but a legend anyway','','publish','open','open','','not-on-the-list-but-a-legend-anyway','','','2010-01-24 14:47:39','2010-01-24 22:47:39','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=175',0,'post','',1),(176,1,'2009-12-08 22:17:45','2009-12-09 06:17:45','','gone-with-the-wnd','Victor Fleming with Vivien Leigh','inherit','open','open','','gone-with-the-wnd','','','2009-12-08 22:17:45','2009-12-09 06:17:45','',175,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/gone-with-the-wnd.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(177,1,'2009-12-08 22:24:44','2009-12-09 06:24:44','If we were going to make a list of the greatest directors in film history, some of the names that would be mentioned might be Ford, Kurosawa, Hitchcock, Hawks and others.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_176\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"231\" caption=\"Victor Fleming with Vivien Leigh\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-176\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/gone-with-the-wnd-231x300.jpg\" alt=\"Victor Fleming with Vivien Leigh\" width=\"231\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\n\nA name that wouldn\'t make some of those short lists would be Victor Fleming, but the California native -- he was born in La Canada in 1989 -- had the honor of directing maybe the two most beloved movies in history.\n\nFleming directed \"The Wizard of Oz\" and \"Gone With the Wind,\" which were both released in 1939, a year many people still consider','','','inherit','open','open','','175-revision','','','2009-12-08 22:24:44','2009-12-09 06:24:44','',175,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=177',0,'revision','',0),(178,1,'2009-12-09 00:48:13','2009-12-09 08:48:13','If we were going to make a list of the greatest directors in film history, some of the names that would be mentioned might be Ford, Kurosawa, Hitchcock, Hawks and others.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_176\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"231\" caption=\"Victor Fleming with Vivien Leigh\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-176\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/gone-with-the-wnd-231x300.jpg\" alt=\"Victor Fleming with Vivien Leigh\" width=\"231\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\n\nA name that wouldn\'t make some of those short lists would be Victor Fleming, but the California native -- he was born in La Canada in 1989 -- had the honor of directing maybe the two most beloved movies in history.\n\nFleming directed \"The Wizard of Oz\" and \"Gone With the Wind,\" which were both released in 1939, a year many people still consider the best in the history of Hollywood. Ironically, he wasn\'t the initial director on either. It was in GWTW that it caused the most furor. The original director was George Cukor, who was considered a \"women\'s director.\" Producer David O. Selznick was reportedly unhappy with the pace of Cukor\'s work, and replaced him with Fleming.\n\nIronically, Cukor might have made that short list at the beginning, directing movies like \"The Philadelphia Story\" and \"Adam\'s Rib.\"\n\nFleming not only didn\'t make a lot of films after GWTW, he didn\'t even live that long. He died in 1949 and the age of 59.\n\nSo in some ways, he is almost a forgotten footnote.\n\nBut just think about it. Within the space of a year or so, he directed two movies that quite possibly are what Hollywood was all about -- \"The Wizard of Oz\" and \"Gone With the Wind.\"\n\nNot a bad legacy at all.','Not on the list,','','inherit','open','open','','175-revision-2','','','2009-12-09 00:48:13','2009-12-09 08:48:13','',175,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=178',0,'revision','',0),(179,1,'2009-12-11 01:07:30','2009-12-11 09:07:30','Some idiot told me that 60 was the new 40, but I\'m not believing it.\r\n\r\nI remember being 40, and it was nothing like this. Forty was actually a pretty crummy year. I spent half the year sleeping on a mattress in a friend\'s office, I had a brief relationship that ended with one of the great mysteries of my life and I came this close to being totally flattened by an 18-wheeler on Interstate 5.\r\n\r\nSixty has got to be better than that.\r\n\r\nYeah, I turn 60 today and I actually feel better about it than I have about most of the other \"zero\" birthdays in my life, although I can\'t think of too much that was wrong when I turned 10 other than being pre-pubescent. My 20th birthday saw me about to flunk out of school, my 30th birthday saw my first marriage circling the drain and we\'ve already talked about 40.\r\n\r\nFifty wasn\'t terrible, but I was under increasing stress at work as our newspaper had been sold to the guy who would eventually run it into the ground. Compared to that, 60 is a breeze. For one thing, when you\'re unemployed at 30, 40 or 50, you\'re kind of a bum. At 60 you get to call it early retirement, especially when you have a wife who\'s an extremely high achiever.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_180\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"180\" caption=\"Maddie and me\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-180\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/maddie-and-me-180x300.jpg\" alt=\"Maddie and me\" width=\"180\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nFor another thing, there\'s this baby.\r\n\r\nI\'m absolutely crazy about both my kids, but I didn\'t meet them until Pauline was 12 and Virgile was 7. I was in prison and they were both conceived on conjugal visits.\r\n\r\n<em>Editor\'s note: They were not.</em>\r\n\r\nNo, but I thought it made me sound a little more edgy than I really am. I missed out on my children\'s early years because technically I\'m a stepfather. But with this one, little Madison Nicole, I was in on it almost from the beginning. Thanks to my thoughtful son-in-law, I was on the phone listening to her crying in Beijing when she was 5 minutes old.\r\n\r\nWhen she was 10 days old, I was in Beijing too and she slept on my chest for an hour. It was one of the most wonderful hours of my life.\r\n\r\nI\'ve seen her quite a bit since then, especially considering her parents are in the foreign service. And I\'ll be seeing her in two weeks for Christmas in Washington, D.C. My friend Mick, who is three years younger than I am (but looks older), teases me by calling me \"Gramps,\" but he doesn\'t know it\'s one of the most wonderful roles I\'ve played in my life, along with Dad and the love of my wife\'s life.\r\n\r\nSixty? To me 60 was Mr. Potter in \"It\'s a Wonderful Life\" or the guy in the top hat in the Monopoly game. Sixty was somebody who ought to be a grandfather and would probably be counting the weeks till retirement. I\'m cool with that, although I\'ll still keep writing. The nicest thing about being retired -- even if it was involuntarily -- is that now the only person who gets to tell me what to do is my wife.\r\n\r\nSixty doesn\'t sound as old as it used to be, but that\'s mostly because the person who was 10, 20, 30, 40 and 50 is still rattling around somewhere inside of me.\r\n\r\nNow 70, <em>that</em> sounds old.\r\n\r\nCheck back with me in 2019 and I\'ll let you know if I was right.','Those \'zero\' birthdays just keep coming','','publish','open','open','','those-zero-birthdays-just-keep-on-coming','','','2009-12-11 01:07:51','2009-12-11 09:07:51','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=179',0,'post','',1),(180,1,'2009-12-11 00:55:42','2009-12-11 08:55:42','','maddie-and-me','Maddie and me','inherit','open','open','','maddie-and-me','','','2009-12-11 00:55:42','2009-12-11 08:55:42','',179,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/maddie-and-me.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(181,1,'2009-12-11 01:07:13','2009-12-11 09:07:13','Some idiot told me that 60 was the new 40, but I\'m not believing it.\n\nI remember being 40, and it was nothing like this. Forty was actually a pretty crummy year. I spent half the year sleeping on a mattress in a friend\'s office, I had a brief relationship that ended with one of the great mysteries of my life and I came this close to being totally flattened by an 18-wheeler on Interstate 5.\n\nSixty has got to be better than that.\n\nYeah, I turn 60 today and I actually feel better about it than I have about most of the other \"zero\" birthdays in my life, although I can\'t think of too much that was wrong when I turned 10 other than being pre-pubescent. My 20th birthday saw me about to flunk out of school, my 30th birthday saw my first marriage circling the drain and we\'ve already talked about 40.\n\nFifty wasn\'t terrible, but I was under increasing stress at work as our newspaper had been sold to the guy who would eventually run it into the ground. Compared to that, 60 is a breeze. For one thing, when you\'re unemployed at 30, 40 or 50, you\'re kind of a bum. At 60 you get to call it early retirement, especially when you have a wife who\'s an extremely high achiever.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_180\" align=\"alignleft\" width=\"180\" caption=\"Maddie and me\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-180\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/maddie-and-me-180x300.jpg\" alt=\"Maddie and me\" width=\"180\" height=\"300\" />[/caption]\n\nFor another thing, there\'s this baby.\n\nI\'m absolutely crazy about both my kids, but I didn\'t meet them until Pauline was 12 and Virgile was 7. I was in prison and they were both conceived on conjugal visits.\n\n<em>Editor\'s note: They were not.</em>\n\nNo, but I thought it made me sound a little more edgy than I really am. I missed out on my children\'s early years because technically I\'m a stepfather. But with this one, little Madison Nicole, I was in on it almost from the beginning. Thanks to my thoughtful son-in-law, I was on the phone listening to her crying in Beijing when she was 5 minutes old.\n\nWhen she was 10 days old, I was in Beijing too and she slept on my chest for an hour. It was one of the most wonderful hours of my life.\n\nI\'ve seen her quite a bit since then, especially considering her parents are in the foreign service. And I\'ll be seeing her in two weeks for Christmas in Washington, D.C. My friend Mick, who is three years younger than I am (but looks older), teases me by calling me \"Gramps,\" but he doesn\'t know it\'s one of the most wonderful roles I\'ve played in my life, along with Dad and the love of my wife\'s life.\n\nSixty? To me 60 was Mr. Potter in \"It\'s a Wonderful Life\" or the guy in the top hat in the Monopoly game. Sixty was somebody who ought to be a grandfather and would probably be counting the weeks till retirement. I\'m cool with that, although I\'ll still keep writing. 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I spent half the year sleeping on a mattress in a friend\'s office, I had a brief relationship that ended with one of the great mysteries of my life and I came this close to being totally flattened by an 18-wheeler on Interstate 5.\r\n\r\nSixty has got to be better than that.\r\n\r\nYeah, I turn 60 today and I actually feel better about it than I have about most of the other \"zero\" birthdays in my life, although I can\'t think of too much that was wrong when I turned 10 other than being pre-pubescent. My 20th birthday saw me about to flunk out of school, my 30th birthday saw my first marriage circling the drain and we\'ve already talked about 40.\r\n\r\nFifty wasn\'t terrible, but I was under increasing stress at work as our newspaper had been sold to the guy who would eventually run it into the ground. Compared to that, 60 is a breeze. For one thing, when you\'re unemployed at 30, 40 or 50, you\'re kind of a bum. 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Thanks to my thoughtful son-in-law, I was on the phone listening to her crying in Beijing when she was 5 minutes old.\r\n\r\nWhen she was 10 days old, I was in Beijing too and she slept on my chest for an hour. It was one of the most wonderful hours of my life.\r\n\r\nI\'ve seen her quite a bit since then, especially considering her parents are in the foreign service. And I\'ll be seeing her in two weeks for Christmas in Washington, D.C. My friend Mick, who is three years younger than I am (but looks older), teases me by calling me \"Gramps,\" but he doesn\'t know it\'s one of the most wonderful roles I\'ve played in my life, along with Dad and the love of my wife\'s life.\r\n\r\nSixty? To me 60 was Mr. Potter in \"It\'s a Wonderful Life\" or the guy in the top hat in the Monopoly game. Sixty was somebody who ought to be a grandfather and would probably be counting the weeks till retirement. I\'m cool with that, although I\'ll still keep writing. 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After all,a very large majority of folks in our state live within 100 miles of the Pacific Ocean, and more than 10 millions in the Los Angeles area are within 50 miles of the coast.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_184\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Through the hills to Malibu\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-184\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/DSCN0049-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"Through the hills to Malibu\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI\'m trying to think right now of the last time I got sand in my shoes or got my swimsuit soaked  with salt water, and I\'m pretty sure it hasn\'t been this year. 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After all,a very large majority of folks in our state live within 100 miles of the Pacific Ocean, and more than 10 millions in the Los Angeles area are within 50 miles of the coast.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_184\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Through the hills to Malibu\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-184\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/DSCN0049-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"Through the hills to Malibu\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\n\nI\'m trying to think right now of the last time I got sand in my shoes or got my swimsuit soaked  with salt water, and I\'m pretty sure it hasn\'t been this year. You see, the part of L.A. that people <em>think</em> of as L.A. is only a small part of the nation\'s second largest metropolitan area.\n\nI worked in San Bernardino County -- about 60 miles inland -- for nearly 18 years, and if you were to take the palm trees away from cities like Ontario, Rancho Cucamonga or San Bernardino itself, you might as well be somewhere in the Midwest or the South.\n\nGoing to the beach is more a road trip than it is a way of life.\n\nAs far as road trips go, though, heading to the beach isn\'t a bad one, as these slides from YouTube show.\n\n<object classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" codebase=\"http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" /><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" /><param name=\"src\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/rp68J4w9zj4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;\" /><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" /><embed type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\" src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/rp68J4w9zj4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"></embed></object>\n\nI don\'t know if I could pick a favorite beach, although there are several that will live in my memories long after California is in my rear-view mirror. 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And if you lived anywhere near central Ohio, the granddaddy of all the department stores was Lazarus in downtown Columbus.\r\n\r\nBack then, department stores sold almost everything, from furniture to record albums, from clothing to toys. Go into a Macy\'s or a Nordstrom\'s today and you won\'t find much of anything you don\'t wear -- clothes, jewelry, makeup, etc. One thing I remember about the Columbus Lazarus was that it had a good-sized room with pay telephones and chairs all around the walls, and chairs and benches in the middle for people to sit and relax.\r\n\r\nI remember that the sixth floor was the toy department. Toys only occupied part of the sixth floor most of the year, but from Thanksgiving until Christmas -- the Christmas shopping season in those days -- the department expanded to cover three times as much space.\r\n\r\nTo kids of 8 or 9, it seemed almost magical.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_188\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Lazarus in Columbus, Ohio\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-188\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/800px-Lazarus_downtown_05-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"Lazarus in Columbus, Ohio\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI remember reading in several of Bob Greene\'s books -- he\'s two or three years older than I am -- of trips downtown to Lazarus to buy the new Beatles album, or the time he purchased a pair of slacks and his first guitar.\r\n\r\nI didn\'t live in Columbus. We were 50 or 60 miles away in a suburb north of Dayton, but I remember trips to the state capital to shop at Lazarus. It was a bigger deal in those days -- Interstate 70 didn\'t open between Dayton and Columbus until the summer of 1962, so 50 or 60 miles could take as long as an hour and a half.\r\n\r\nIt was always worth it, though. Maybe it was just the perspective of a young boy, but Lazarus always seemed special to me. In fact, I can only think of two department stores that have filled me with the same sense of awe.\r\n\r\nOne was the original Macy\'s on 34th Street in New York City. I remember getting off an elevator on one floor there in 1995 and seeing nothing but grand pianos. <em>That</em> was impressive.\r\n\r\nThe other is a place I\'ve visited two or three times now -- Harrod\'s in London. I\'m pretty sure Harrod\'s is bigger and has a wider selection of merchandise than Macy\'s or Lazarus ever did. It probably had to be to impress a guy on the far side of middle age, a guy whose sense of wonder is a lot more difficult to impress.\r\n\r\nI\'m sure it would be fun to do my Christmas shopping at Harrod\'s someday, a lot more fun than I had tonight when I visited Amazon.com, made a few searches and clicks and took care of about 50 percent of my shopping without ever leaving my chair.\r\n\r\nI\'m not sure life is meant to be <em>that</em> easy.','Christmas shopping has really changed','','publish','open','open','','christmas-shopping-has-really-changed','','','2009-12-13 22:00:33','2009-12-14 06:00:33','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=187',0,'post','',0),(188,1,'2009-12-13 21:47:47','2009-12-14 05:47:47','','800px-Lazarus_downtown_05','Lazarus in Columbus, Ohio','inherit','open','open','','800px-lazarus_downtown_05','','','2009-12-13 21:47:47','2009-12-14 05:47:47','',187,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/800px-Lazarus_downtown_05.jpg',0,'attachment','image/jpeg',0),(189,1,'2009-12-13 21:59:39','2009-12-14 05:59:39','Christmas shopping definitely isn\'t what it once was.\n\nWhen my children were younger, we used to pick a Saturday or Sunday in early December. Then we would bundle up, battle the traffic, find a parking space and then struggle through the crowds in that holiest of American holies -- the shopping mall.\n\nIt wasn\'t always that way. In fact, when I was a kid  myself back in the Pleistocene Era, there were no shopping malls. Even the idea of shopping <em>centers</em> in the suburbs was relatively new. Back in the day -- and I mean the 1950s -- most of the shopping still took place at large downtown department stores. And if you lived anywhere near central Ohio, the granddaddy of all the department stores was Lazarus in downtown Columbus.\n\nBack then, department stores sold almost everything, from furniture to record albums, from clothing to toys. Go into a Macy\'s or a Nordstrom\'s today and you won\'t find much of anything you don\'t wear -- clothes, jewelry, makeup, etc. One thing I remember about the Columbus Lazarus was that it had a good-sized room with pay telephones and chairs all around the walls, and chairs and benches in the middle for people to sit and relax.\n\nI remember that the sixth floor was the toy department. Toys only occupied part of the sixth floor most of the year, but from Thanksgiving until Christmas -- the Christmas shopping season in those days -- the department expanded to cover three times as much space.\n\nTo kids of 8 or 9, it seemed almost magical.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_188\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Lazarus in Columbus, Ohio\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-188\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/800px-Lazarus_downtown_05-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"Lazarus in Columbus, Ohio\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" />[/caption]\n\nI remember reading in several of Bob Greene\'s books -- he\'s two or three years older than I am -- of trips downtown to Lazarus to buy the new Beatles album, or the time he purchased a pair of slacks and his first guitar.\n\nI didn\'t live in Columbus. We were 50 or 60 miles away in a suburb north of Dayton, but I remember trips to the state capital to shop at Lazarus. It was a bigger deal in those days -- Interstate 70 didn\'t open between Dayton and Columbus until the summer of 1962, so 50 or 60 miles could take as long as an hour and a half.\n\nIt was always worth it, though. Maybe it was just the perspective of a young boy, but Lazarus always seemed special to me. In fact, I can only think of two department stores that have filled me with the same sense of awe.\n\nOne was the original Macy\'s on 34th Street in New York City. I remember getting off an elevator on one floor there in 1995 and seeing nothing but grand pianos. <em>That</em> was impressive.\n\nThe other is a place I\'ve visited two or three times now -- Harrod\'s in London. I\'m pretty sure Harrod\'s is bigger and has a wider selection of merchandise than Macy\'s or Lazarus ever did. It probably had to be to impress a guy on the far side of middle age, a guy whose sense of wonder is a lot more difficult to impress.\n\nI\'m sure it would be fun to do my Christmas shopping at Harrod\'s someday, a lot more fun than I had tonight when I visited Amazon.com, made a few searches and clicks and took care of about 5','','','inherit','open','open','','187-revision','','','2009-12-13 21:59:39','2009-12-14 05:59:39','',187,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=189',0,'revision','',0),(190,1,'2009-12-15 23:49:07','2009-12-16 07:49:07','I was watching \"The Wizard of Oz\" the other night when it came to the part where Dorothy told the Scarecrow, \"I think I\'ll miss you most of all,\" and it got me to thinking.\r\n\r\nWhen we move away from California, probably sometime next year, what will I miss the most?\r\n\r\nIt\'s actually an easy call. Only one thing even comes to mind when I think of all the people and places, all the sights seen and unseen in the state where I was born.\r\n\r\nI\'ll miss Dodger Stadium.\r\n\r\n[caption id=\"attachment_192\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\" caption=\"Heaven in Chavez Ravine\"]<img class=\"size-medium wp-image-192\" src=\"http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Dodger_Stadium_at_Night_-_September_2002-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Heaven in Chavez Ravine\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" />[/caption]\r\n\r\nI thought about it the other day, and I realized I have probably gone to baseball games at Dodger Stadium more than 200 times in the 20 years I have been here.\r\n\r\nOther than home or work or church, I don\'t know that there\'s anywhere else I have gone more than 200 times. There certainly isn\'t anyplace else I would rather have gone. I\'ve seen exhibition games, regular season games and playoff games there, and I have seen the best baseball has to offer.\r\n\r\nI saw Fernando Valenzuela pitch a no-hitter in 1990, although I missed Kevin Gross\'s no-hitter that same summer because I had a night off for a date. I actually missed Dennis Martinez pitching a perfect game -- aargh! -- against the Dodgers the next summer because I had a weekend off.\r\n\r\nI got the chance to do something wonderful for myself and my children in 2001 and 2002. I purchased four single-game tickets in a silent auction to benefit the La Canada High School Band. The tickets were box seats in the very first row just beyond the dugout on the third-base side. The first year I took Virgile and two of his friends, and the next year I took Pauline, her future husband Ryan and my friend Mick Curran.\r\n\r\nThe most humorous part of all of it was that I have been going to baseball games for more than 50 years and have never had a foul ball hit to me. Virgile got two in the first five innings in our front-row seat.\r\n\r\nMaybe you have to live in Southern California and be a Dodger fan to appreciate how wonderful the stadium is. There aren\'t a ton of luxury boxes, and the stadium is nearly 50 years old so it lacks the gimmicks a lot of newer ones have. But between the balmy weather, the great view out past the fence and the voice of Vin Scully, there really is no place in the world like it.\r\n\r\nRy Cooder\'s wonderful album, \"Chavez Ravine,\" tells the story of Mexicans in Los Angeles and of the thriving neighborhood that was destroyed to make room for the stadium. In the climactic song, his Latino character sings of heaven:\r\n\r\n<em>\"... and if you wanna know where I\'m gonna go when I hit my last home run ... third base, Dodger Stadium.\"</em>\r\n\r\nMe too.','Dodger Stadium is a truly special place','','publish','open','open','','dodger-stadium-is-a-truly-special-place','','','2009-12-15 23:49:07','2009-12-16 07:49:07','',0,'http://mikerappaport.net/onevoice/?p=190',0,'post','',0),(191,1,'2009-12-15 23:27:55','2009-12-16 07:27:55','I was watching \"The Wizard of Oz\" the other night when it came to the part where Dorothy told the Scarecrow, \"I think I\'ll miss you most of all,\" and it got me to thinking.\n\nWhen we move away from California, probably sometime next year, what will I miss the most?\n\nIt\'s actually an easy call. 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