Memories of Mother’s Day...

I get a bit verklempt (Yiddish for overcome with emotion) on Mom’s Day. Clara Sambur passed 48 years ago, but for me it still seems like an eye blink ago. My memories of her are vivid and unforgettable. Yes. I still miss her.

Another crystal clear Mother’s Day recollection was attending Colorado Rockies baseball games with Joe Scanlan. Stage 4 Cancer seized Joe in the spring of  2019. Now I’m left with fond memories of the many games we caught on those special second Sundays in May. A great baseball/friendship tradition lost forever.

I knew Joe for over three decades. I can honestly say there was never an unkind word spoken between us. Plus! There was all that laughter. I’d feed him lines and away he’d go. Joe could have been a top notch stand up comedian. A Rodney Dangerfield II. 

 Sure, I miss him.

In June 2019, the Scanlan family hosted a memorial for Joe in Denver’s Washington Park. Heres the tribute I wrote about Joe.

https://jeffsambur.blogspot.com/2019/06/parting-is-nothing-but.html

From that sad day, the idea of a fundraiser was born. Somehow something positive would come out of losing Joe. With the BIGLY help of Joe’s niece Nikki an American Cancer Society memorial donation website was created. The event was centered around a Sunday Rockies game. Well, Covid-19 screwed that up like everything else. Now we are left with just the donation part, in which thus far, the response has been anemic. (A sincere Thank You to those 43 generous donors). 

Through the years,  I’ve been involved in many fundraisers. The best analogy I can come up with is this. Fundraising is similar to ingesting  a vile tasting medicine in which one hopes for a good outcome. No one enjoys asking people for money, but it feels satisfying to see the Bucks rolling in for a a good cause, (Like the American Cancer Society. If you are reading this, you or someone you know has dealt with cancer). 

On a personal note: Since I understand the ugliness of fundraising, I have great empathy toward those who are brave/stupid enough to put themselves through this grief. So upon receiving an email or a Facebook plea, this is what happens.

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Oh look! John or Jane Doe are seeking greenbacks for a worthy cause. I’ll donate some dinero and score a monetary mitzvah. Maybe some Good Karma even. There! That didn’t take long. Now I’ll go back to drinking my IPA. I hope John and Jane Doe achieve their goals. 

This is what I’m proposing. If you could find it within yourself to toss anything (For emphasis: ANYTHING) toward the Joe Scanlan Memorial 

https://www.joescanlanmemorial.com/

I’ll donate to your passion as well. BUT! There are limits. I won’t  drop moola in the laps of politicians or religious organizations. Pretty much anything else works for me. I’ll even donate to Save the Monarch Butterflies. 

RIP Mom and Joe. The world needs more people like you. 

Any donation would be greatly appreciated. 

Let’s make dough for Joe! 

Durango, Colorado: Small city of

Big Mitzvahs.

Jeffy! Please explain what a mitzvah is? Can I eat or drink it? Is it a cure for Covid-19? Is it an animal, mineral or vegetable? 

Nope. None of the above. A mitzvah is “an individual act of human kindness.” (From Wikipedia).

It’s a good deed. 

Since moving here I’ve been on the receiving end of more than a few “random acts of kindness.” Here’s some examples: 

A) While mountain biking in August I broke my rib and lost my I Phone at the same time. A Good Samaritan returned the phone to me via a drop off point. When I offered a reward for his honesty, his answer?  “That isn’t necessary. Just pay it forward.” 

Awesome! (BTW. My rib remained broken)

B) in November, I ventured into my favorite brewpub when I turned 65. I mentioned to the always friendly bartender, it was my birthday. Upon hearing that, she poured me a Double IPA (gratis), lied and told me I looked a lot younger than 65 and best of all came around the bar to give me a hug! (Body contact was allowable in 2019.) 

C) When I was running dangerously low on IPAs. I drove to the local liquor store to purchase more. After choosing two cases of the “Nectar of the Gods” I went to pay. I told the easy going cashier,  “I’ll drop this case off in my car and come back for the second one.” I shlepped the case outside, placed it lovingly in my vehicle and turned to get the other 24. Wouldn’t you know it, that nice young man had followed me out with the second case. 

I was shocked. “Thanks! This would never happen on the Front Range of Colorado.” 

His reply? “No problem. This is how we do things here. Welcome to Durango.”

All fine gestures of goodness. Right?

However the above are all minor mitzvahs compared to the kindheartedness I recently witnessed in the Parkside Terrace neighborhood.

Let’s face it, Covid-19 has disrupted all our lives. Innocent outings and events we once took for granted have gone away after the first Covid cough and fever. We miss the normalcy of eating in a restaurant, going to a movie and for some, the tradition of a college graduation.  

At Parkside Terrace, one of our neighbors is Emma, a shy, soft spoken, soccer playing 2020 Fort Lewis College graduate. For her, there would be no official college finish line. 

No graduation ceremony for Emma? No way! Fellow neighbors Molly and Tanya (both FLC Alumni) flew into action. Molly created this invitation for all. But that was just the beginning. 

On Graduation Day, Emma was coaxed out of her home by Tanya. On went Emma’s cap and gown. Out came a few tears. To the strains of piped in “Pomp and Circumstance” Emma did a skateboard lap around the townhomes. She was closely followed by an admiring crowd.

After her Graduation March the convocation began. Emma received a prerecorded inspiring personalized commencement speech. Then Molly gave an Atta-Girl talk to Emma. It was Emma’s special day so she got the last word in. Emma told the audience about her hopes and dreams. She concluded with a sincere “Thank You!”

Then the party began! Custom made FLC hats with tassels were tossed into the air. Fireworks were lit. Molly’s husband, Ethan brought out multiple trays of appetizers. Bottles of booze and hand sanitizers mysteriously appeared on the tables. Beer cans were popped open.Upbeat music and laughter were heard. 

It was wonderful.

All because two Saints displayed empathy towards a woman half their age. 

That’s a mitzvah!

Last photo: There’s an abundance of Do-Gooders in Durango. This was my attempt to hold their wheels.

When presented with a choice. Choose being kind. 

“Sometimes people mistake the way...

 I talk for what I am thinking.”

“You cannot run faster than a bullet.”

“The problem with me is that I am fifty to one hundred years ahead of my time. My speed is very fast. Some ministers have had to drop out of my government because they could not keep up.” 

“There is freedom of speech, but I cannot guarantee freedom after speech.”

“I have to keep law and order and it means I have to kill my enemies before they kill me.”

“I am the hero of Africa.” 

Quotes from Idi Amin Dada

Don’t recall Idi? Here’s a brief WW J history lesson.

In 1971 Chief of Staff Idi Amin staged a military coup of Uganda’s civilian government. At first he promised free elections. That didn’t happen. One week after the coup, he declared himself President and Field Marshall of Uganda. Soon thereafter segments  of the Ugandan Constitution were suspended. Later on Military Tribunals replaced the court system. Then the killings began. It’s been estimated 300,000 Ugandans were murdered in a country of 12 million.(Source NY Times). Lucky Ugandans were just exiled. All of this death and destruction sowed havoc on Uganda’s economy. This reign of chaos and terror lasted eight years. 

Amin’s oversized persona was a magnet for the media. The Dictator made good copy with his impulsive, erratic and insane behavior. 

“He is killer and clown, big-hearted buffoon and strutting martinet.”

• Uganda. Amin:The Wild Man of Africa, March 07, 1977, Time magazine.

'Capricious, impulsive, violent and aggressive he certainly is, but to dismiss him as just plain crazy is to underestimate his shrewdness, his ruthless cunning and his capacity to consolidate power with calculated terror,'' wrote Christopher Munnion, a reporter for The Daily Telegraph. 

Historians postulate Amin’s detachment from reality was a result of never being treated for syphillus. He was a Madman for a reason. As the quip went, “Look what VD did to Idi.”

Fast forward to the present President of the US. For many years the Commander in Tweet has entertained a worldwide audience with a daily dollop of “Deep State” conspiracy theories and demagogue rants. All spoken or typed out with little regard for truth or facts. For the sake of brevity, I’ll limit his drivel to the current Covid -19 crisis.

 Notes:  The Coronavirus threat was included in the President’s Daily Briefing in early January 2020. Source: ABC News

In 2018, the Trump Administration fired the US Pandemic Response Team (Source https://www.snopes.com/fact-check/trump-fire-pandemic-team/ ) 

AND other cost saving measures...

“The Trump administration cut staff by more than two-thirds at a key U.S. public health agency operating inside China, as part of a larger rollback of U.S.-funded health and science experts on the ground there leading up to the coronavirus outbreak, Reuters has learned. Most of the reductions were made at the Beijing office of the U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) and occurred over the past two years, according to public CDC documents viewed by Reuters and interviews with four people familiar with the drawdown. … The CDC’s China headcount has shrunk to around 14 staffers, down from approximately 47 people since President Donald Trump took office in January 2017, the documents show. The four people, who spoke on condition of anonymity, said the losses included epidemiologists and other health professionals…” 

But Hey! We have Space Farce ($40 billion) and the Great Wall of Racism (estimated $15 billion source High Country News). 

January 22. “It’s just one person coming in from China, and we have it under control. It’s going to be just fine.”

Feb. 10: “Now, the virus that we’re talking about having to do — you know, a lot of people think that goes away in April with the heat — as the heat comes in. Typically, that will go away in April. We’re in great shape though. 

Feb. 27: “It’s going to disappear. One day — it’s like a miracle — it will disappear.”

Feb. 28: “Now the Democrats are politicizing the Coronavirus...”One of my people came up to me and said. Mr. President, they tried to beat you on Russia, Russia, Russia. That didn’t work out too well...and  now this is their new hoax.”

March 9: “So last year 37,000 Americans died from the common Flu. It averages between 27,000 and 70,000 per year. Nothing is shut down, life & the economy go on. At this moment there are 546 confirmed cases of CoronaVirus, with 22 deaths. Think about that!” — Trump in a tweet.

March 16: Trump makes a rare rational speech by announcing nationwide social distancing recommendations 

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March 24: “Easter Is a very special day for me. And I see it sort of in a timeline that I’m thinking about. And wouldn’t it be great to have all the churches full?”

April 18: “It’s going to be up to the Governors. I think we are going to see quite a few states starting to open. And I call it a beautiful puzzle. You have 50 pieces, all very different, and when it’s all done, it’s a mosaic. It’s going to be, I think a very beautiful picture.”

April 19: “Liberate Michigan! Liberate Minnesota! Liberate Virginia!” Trump in a Tweet in apparent support of protestors who are opposed to state closures and restrictions. 

I’ve saved the best for last!

April 23: “I see the disinfectant that knocks it out in a minute, one minute," the president said. "And is there a way we can do something like that by injection inside or almost a cleaning? As you see, it gets in the lungs, it does a tremendous number on the lungs, so it would be interesting to check that."

As of this post, here’s our present Covid-19 situation.

Confirmed 983K

Recovered 109K

Deaths 55,156

My Fellow Americans, I think it’s time for us to remove the Latex gloves. Let’s admit the President is wearing no clothes. Please let’s stop justifying his remarks by saying, “Oh that’s Trump being Trump.” NO! The President is a Whacko! A Nut job! He’s Looney Tunes! Trump’s train is running with empty cars! He’s mushuga! (That’s Yiddish for crazy.)

What I’m about to say is not meant for the titanium Trump supporters. You will cling to him no matter what he says, Tweets or does. Apparently, he’s giving you what you crave. (How’s that tax break for the wealthy going for you?)

Nor am I speaking to the Democrats (like me) who would prefer Lady Gaga in the White House over this Piece of Work.

No. This goes out to the Republicans who sat on the sidelines in 2016.

And the 2016 Moderates who were interested in “Draining the Swamp” but now realize that ecological niche has been replaced by a poop containing cesspool. 

And the Bernie Supporters who didn’t like the way the game got played so they took the ball and went home. 

Folks! Unless you want four more years of lunacy... (like Idi Amin)

Vote Blue no matter who.

Last photo: Decisions! Decisions!