A Long Walk January 2, 2016Posted by TimTheFoolMan in death, Family, life, Love.
It’s about 3:00 AM, and my sister and I just finished helping our 94 year-old aunt make the trip to and from the bathroom. My aunt awoke around 2:15, needed help getting out of the recliner she now sleeps in, needed some help using her walker to navigate the 30′ trip (she’s fallen several times recently), and required both help and a bit of coaching to complete the return trip.
As you might surmise from the starting and ending times, we didn’t set any speed records on our trip. However, this isn’t written to complain about the early hour, the duration of the trip, or any inconvenience this represents to me.
Death and Acting: Managing Your Emotional State August 19, 2013Posted by TimTheFoolMan in Acting, death.
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In 2003, my father passed away, after struggling with a variety of health issues. On the day he died, I was working in the data center of a bank in Chicago, being almost unreachable to my younger sister, who had been trying to call me for several hours.
About a week ago, I found myself in front of a movie camera, acting with a couple of very experienced film actors. The the scene was about three minutes long, having me deliver some bad news to another character, who happened to be played by a fairly recognizable face in the film industry.
These two events may not seem connected, but for me, they are. In both of these situations, circumstances required that I manage my emotional state. In the case of Dad’s death, managing my emotional response was a matter of safety. In front of the camera, managing my emotions helped me to not “die” on camera.
If You Don’t Know Who Arland D. Williams is… October 28, 2007Posted by TimTheFoolMan in death, Heroism, Love.
…you should. Men’s Health devoted a large article to his act of heroism and the mystery of one who gives himself for complete strangers. Wikipedia has a good summary too.
I’ve Seen Dead People January 18, 2007Posted by TimTheFoolMan in death, Family, Fear, Flatulence, Funerals, life, Love, Parenting/Children, Theology.
The other day, Tiffany blogged about returning from the funeral of her husband’s grandfather (I can’t decide if “grandfather-in-law” makes any sense as a familial designation). As someone who wrote a blog entry titled “Putting the ‘Fun’ in Funeral,” I most likely have a different perspective. Instead of hijacking her blog (as I’ve done before) with a really long comment, I decided to link to it instead.
I’ve seen a few dead people in my life. (more…)