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Tag Archives: heart attack
The Vicissitudes of Life
My father loved vocabulary, and he encouraged us to learn words, too. One way he did this was to use words unknown to us, so that we would have to look them up to find their definition. At the time … Continue reading →
Posted in Aging Parents, Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 2016, 2020, 9/11, alterations, authentic, catalyst, change, depression, disaster, genuine, heart attack, honest, horizon, inventions, pacemaker, Pearl Harbor, penicillin, plastic, Vicissitudes, vicissitudes of life
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The Gift
For about 10 years I was privileged to tell the Christmas story at Stone Mountain Park. The train would stop on the back side of the mountain, and Grandpa Lacey (yours truly) would emerge to greet the passengers and tell … Continue reading →
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Tagged Christmas, defibrillator, gift of life, gifts, Grandpa Lacey, heart attack, ICD, Isaiah 53, Luke 2, Magi, Messiah, Scott Rousseau, Stone Mountain Park, the Christmas story, The Gift
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The True Cost
It’s hard to know what something really costs, isn’t it? I mean, if you buy a piece of clothing you find appealing, and you begin to explore where it was made, who designed it, how and by whom it was … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged "Time is money", 20 pound hammer, 2016, 21st century, Americans, Apple watch, cancer, cost-conscious, counting the cost, criminal indictments, decay, Europe, extraction, Germany, hard working, heart attack, heart disease, hell bent, holiday, Holland, insider trading, iPad, iPhone, John Henry, lazy, movies, Operating System, pace of life, pioneers, pulling teeth, raison d'etre, rest, Rudyard Kipling, sixty seconds worth of distance run, standard of living, steel-driving, stress, taken us captive, tax evasion, television, the Jones's, The true cost, work
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My Adventure: Simplicity
Simplicity. It’s one of those things that many of us had as children, but at an age when we were incapable of appreciating it. It occurs when the stuff of life is boiled down (so to speak) to its essential … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 2017, adventure, clarity, disaster, focus, heart attack, neutraceuticals, purpose, simplicity, stop and smell the roses, tragedy
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The New Abnormal
Ever since a close friend visited me in the hospital, and mentioned to my wife that we will now have to adjust to “the new normal” (post heart attack), we have batted that expression around and discussed the variety of … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged acceptance, cardiac rehab, change in plans, dashed dreams, December 7, disabled, ejection fraction, emotional lens, fantasy world, heart attack, Landon Saunders, Life, life threatening, myocardial infarction, new abnormal, new normal, perspective, psyche, psychotic, ramifications, reevaluate, refocus, surrender, unexpected tragedy, use your wounds as tools
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The Making of a Widow (Part 5)
Anyone who has watched a sporting event where the sidelines of the competition are crowded with spectators, has no doubt been witness to, at one time or another, what could fairly be termed collateral damage. I’m talking about the tackle … Continue reading →
Posted in Assisted Living, Family History, Podcast, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged basketball, before and after, brother, cameraman, cheerleaders, collateral damage, cousin, Facebook, father, football, friends, heart attack, husband, memories, Montana, neighbors, nephew, No man is an island, October 4, students
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The Making of a Widow (Part 4)
“Timing is everything.” It’s true in comedy; a vocally well delivered line can fall flat if the timing is off. Exactly when a pause is required, or an inflection employed can bring an audience to tears of laughter, or . … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Fathers, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged cardiologist, cath lab, coincidence, cousin, EKG, eulogized, father, Feb. 11 1961, general practitioner, Georgia, grandfather, harmonies, heart attack, ICU, intersections, LAD artery, maternal grandfather, musical composer, Oct. 3 2016, Oct. 4 2016, patterns, sense of timing, Snellville, timing, timing is everything, tombstones, unseen divine determinant
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The Making of a Widow (Part 3)
“It’s the little things,” people will sometimes say, “that make the difference.” Do you know what I mean? For instance, you’ll remember a momentous occasion (be it tragedy or celebration), but you will also remember some seemingly insignificant or off-the-wall … Continue reading →
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Tagged 1939, anticoagulant, burning sensation, cardiologist, cath lab nurse, fear, fire and rescue protocol, footnotes, good life, heart attack, heparin, ICU, it's the little things, lidocaine, low grade fever, memories, novacaine, rock climbing, sweating, vantage point, versed, worry
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The Making of a Widow (Part 2)
“Goodbye.” Many years ago I was intrigued to learn this common expression was a slang condensation of the phrase “God be with you.” Since that time we have shortened it even more to a simple, “Bye.” Sometimes you’ll hear people … Continue reading →
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Tagged clairvoyance, coma, farewell, finality, first responders, fully present, genuine, God be with you, goodbye, haunts, heart attack, Hello, Kermit the Frog, omission, Operating System, premonition
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Casting Call
Yesterday one of my former students lost her husband to a heart attack; a young family is now fatherless. A good friend in his 60s just lost his brother to cancer early today. As I write, my wife and I … Continue reading →