Tuesday, December 24, 2013

SHARE THE WEALTH (Over My Dead Body) © 2013 by Wayne Dan Lewis, Sr.


Clearing up the wrong message

I would like to apologize for my initial tease on this subject matter.  Due to my own misunderstanding, I thought that this edition’s message would be focused on the difference between the rich and the poor.  Instead, it is about the living and the dead. More specifically, organ donations.  A big difference obviously, but an important issue nonetheless.  Here is what I wish to share today, in this season of giving.

Organ Donations
Thousands of people die throughout the year, waiting for an organ transplant (116,000 are waiting for an organ transplant[1]).  And while this matter is a very sad affair, what is equally sad is that many of those of us who die, don’t have to.  What is equally sad, is that many of us who have died have not committed to donating our organs upon death.  Obviously, this is a very unusual topic for Christmas, but then again, it couldn’t be a better time.  It is a gift.  And it is a thing of value that if we can share with others, it constitute in its own way, a means of sharing the wealth, of good health.

In this season of giving, this would be a great time to prepare for our final gift in the event of our untimely passing.  If we have healthy organs, there are literally thousands of men, women and children who can possibly benefit from our eyes, our hearts, our kidneys, liver, our bones or whatever organs that are in need throughout not only our communities, but throughout the country.

Obviously, there are cultural issues when it comes to donating organs from the deceased to the living.  Those matters have to be addressed by the various cultures, and may take years, if ever, to overcome.  But there are number of cultures who see the benefit of allowing a donation of an organ or tissue to someone who would otherwise themselves die early, or suffer because of a lack of a healthy organ.

For those of us, the living, who have been blessed to be able to see, or use our various organs throughout our lives, there are those who, at this very minute would benefit greatly by so selfless and act as to donate our organs upon our death. 

If you have already arranged to donate your organs upon death, know that your family can take pride in knowing that one of your last and final acts was to give to others, by not only prolonging their lives, but for you to also live on through the lives of others.

Know too, that your act of donation may not just benefit one person, it may benefit many (as many as 50 people may benefit from one person’s organ donation[2]), a true indication of the wealth you possessed, and the gift you will have made to the benefit others. 

I am not an expert on this matter, but I have arranged for a donation upon my death.  I don’t know who my gift may benefit, but it doesn’t matter.  It is my way of sharing the blessings that I have received throughout my life. 

If you would like to donate but aren’t sure, here are a few questions and links for you to consider.  Also below, is information on who, or how to contact specific organizations that you may want to donate to in the event of your death.

Myths and FAQ’s on Organ and Tissue Donation from various organizations-

©     FAQ- What is the cost?
o       No cost to family members[3]
©     FAQ-Can anyone be a tissue donor?-
o       Fact-Most healthy individuals are candidates for donation. Anyone can choose donation. [4]
©     Myth-Rich and famous people go to the top of the list when they need a donor organ.  
o       Fact: The rich and famous aren't given priority when it comes to allocating organs. It may seem that way because of the amount of publicity generated when celebrities receive a transplant, but they are treated no differently from anyone else. The reality is that celebrity and financial status are not considered in organ allocation. (Mayo Clinic)[5]
©     Myth:  Maybe I won’t really be dead when they sign my death certificate-
o       Fact: Although it’s a popular topic in tabloids, in reality, people don’t start to wiggle their toes after they declared dead.  In fact, people who have agreed to organ donation are given more tests (at no charge to their families) to determine that they’re truly dead than those who haven’t agreed to organ donation.[6]
©     FAQ: If I have a previous medical condition, can I still donate?
o       Fact-Yes! Transplant professionals will evaluate the condition of your organs at the time of your death and determine if your organs are suitable for donation. You should consider yourself a potential organ and tissue donor, indicate your intent to donate on your driver's license, donor card, or state donor registry, and discuss your decision with family members. [7]

Regifting
In this season of giving, it’s not improbable that we are looking through our closets and finding gifts that we were given at one time or another.  Right now, we maybe looking at a gift that we never opened, and are considering giving it to someone else.  It’s someone nice, someone we may have forgotten on our Christmas list, but don’t want to go back out in the crowd to go shopping for them.  So, we find a gift that we never used, still in its new wrapping, but it has our name on it.  So, what do we do?  We re-wrap it, and re-gift it.  The same can be said for the organs that we have to donate.  They are still in their original wrapper.  Depending on our age, the organs could be as young as newborn to elderly.  The important thing is that we are making a donation of value to a stranger, or family member, and that gift demonstrates to the highest, that we were in deed blessed enough to share the wealth of our organs.

Over My Dead Body
Generally, to say, “over my dead body” suggests that it’s not going to happen.  Or, it suggests that you would forbid someone from doing something, unless you were dead.  In this case, you are saying just the opposite.  You are saying that by your passing, it is okay to donate your wealth of healthy organs to help save someone else’s life.  In this instance, it is my hope, that each of us will, the next time we renew our drivers’ licenses, that we will check off the opportunity to donate our organs in the event of our deaths.  It will be that one time that “over my dead body” will mean it’s okay, because you are sharing the wealth of your organs. 

Or, if you don’t want to check off on your driver’s license, you may want to make special arrangements, please contact one of the organizations that specialize in organ procurement to be sure that your wishes are specifically, and respectfully followed in the event of your passing.  In Louisiana, you can go to the website https://donatelifela.org/ to register.  If in another state, you can go to http://donatelife.net/ to register and have your wishes followed.

In closing
Obviously, in this season of giving, we most often want to focus on giving between the living.  Well, this topic is still giving between the living.  It preserves the living that many of us will leave behind.  It is a tremendous opportunity to share the wealth of life, even in our passing.  Although we will have passed as donors, the continuance of life through our donations will no doubt make a tremendous number of the living very happy with our sharing any number of organs that we can’t take with us.  If you have not considered donating, please give it a thought, and be blessed in your decision.  Pray about it. Discuss it with your families, and/or discuss it with your physician.  Discuss it with your lawyer, if you must.  Just know that your gift will be a gift beyond measure.   

Merry Christmas and have a very Happy New Year from the Coveted Commandment Blog-Thou Shalt Build Wealth.


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Thursday, December 19, 2013

LET’S HAVE A LAUGH, OR TWO! (C) 2013 by Wayne Dan Lewis, Sr.


A Message to the Graduating Class of
Delgado Community College  December 2013

To the President of Delgado, Faculty and Staff, parents, families, friends and of course, to the graduating class of Delgado Community College[1] it is my honor to send you this message of best wishes.   Congratulations to all 995 members of the graduating class of Delgado Community College

I can’t help but feel a little nostalgia as I think of my own graduation from Delgado Community College .  That was approximately 30 years ago.  I don’t remember the size of my class, but I remember the speaker.  It was then, New Orleans Councilman-At-Large, Sidney Bartholomew who addressed our graduating class.[2]  But enough of about me, this is your time- to talk about me.  All silliness aside, this is your moment to shine, and I want to just take a few minutes of your time to wish you the very best that life has to offer.

Humor is the great thing, the saving thing.  The minute it crops up, all our irritation and resentments slip away, and a sunny spirit takes their place.  ~Mark Twain[3]

Thanking those who made a difference in your life.
If everyone had an opportunity to thank those who helped them in their various quests at a graduation, we maybe surprised who may get thanked.  I wouldn’t be surprised if the pizza guy/gal got a nod.  And of course, you would have to thank the mechanic who seemed to always be able to fix your car (while its on its last leg) for next to nothing because you didn’t have enough to rent or buy a car. And while we are at it, maybe along with thanking moms and dads and aunts and uncles, we might want to thank old Suzie or Betsy (the car) out there who seemed to always come through to get you to school.

Thanking those who made a difference in our lives, while we were on the road to achieving our personal goals that others would seem to have the least benefit, is very important, and so I know that many of you graduates, can’t wait to send an email, text, or a Facebook post to those great people who helped you in some seemingly small, but significant way, to achieve your goal of graduating today.

No, it’s not a Hollywood award,  but it’s yours
While you are not receiving an Oscar or a Golden Globe award, you are receiving something in recognition for your hard work. And, it’s yours. You are receiving a very important document that signifies that you crammed, overslept, spilled your energy drink on your take home test, and, if nothing else, you sat in the wrong class at least one time or another before you realized, whoa, you were in the wrong class. 

The document that you are about to receive, signifies that you finally realize that the high school diploma that you may have used as a lining for a birdcage, or maybe made a paper airplane out of, is important.  And, that you will not make the same mistake with this document.

The document that you will receive today, signifies that you raised your hand with one of those intellectual questions, that even until today, your instructor is still baffled by, because it was a scheduled exam.  What was your question?  “Does anyone have a pen or pencil?”  This question was able to shut down a class for all of 2 minutes, as you waited impatiently for someone else to produce a pen because your pen was left in your car, or didn’t write.  Nevertheless, you pressed on, and passed that class with flying colors.  Why all of this suggestion of silly things?  Well quite frankly, it is in complete contrast to so many things that you endured, caused or went through in order to get to this point to be a graduate of Delgado Community College.

It would be a terrible miscarriage of justice if each one of you would stand before God and man and say that nothing ridiculous happened during your 2 or 3 year tenure.  It would be unfair to those who are coming immediately behind you to think that you were able to achieve your respective degrees or certificates without the most ridiculous things happening in the world, to you.  Why is this important? 

This is important because when added up, those ridiculous things were life’s way of discouraging you, and/or preparing you.  Those ridiculous things, such as your car battery going out the very day you had to be at school to take a quiz, or that time you were caught in traffic when you had a very important lecture to attend, was nothing short of ridiculous.  And the fact that you can’t laugh at it now, means you are in shock.  It’s possible that you can’t believe that with all that you went through, those incidents, although not apart of the curriculum you signed up for, were very much apart of the norm of achieving something worthwhile. And despite all of that, you are now in shock that you made it to this point-a 2013 graduate.  You are in shock because you are at this point in your life, despite all of the ridiculous things that were thrown in your way.  Congratulations!

Through humor, you can soften some of the worst blows that life delivers.  And once you find laughter, no matter how painful your situation might be, you can survive it.
Bill Cosby [4]

Well, I am honored to be one of those proud people to let you know, that your achievement is real.  You can relax for the moment, because the fact that your printer cartridge stopped working at the most ridiculous time, still did not stop you from pursuing this coveted instrument.  I am sure that among you, 2 or 3 a.m. in the morning has a very significant meaning to you.  We will not go into details, let’s just let it go at that.  Regardless of what you went through, you were not thwarted in your efforts to be here today, even when you could not find a babysitter along the way, or when your child caught a bad cold, and you had to make alternative arrangements.  You found a way to make it through the toughest times, and in some cases the most ridiculously-positioned circumstances.  You made it, and if you hadn’t laughed at those ridiculous instances then, here is your chance.  This is your chance to have a proverbial last laugh at fate, because you made it through the tough times like it was nobody’s business.  And for your efforts, you deserve to let go.  You deserve to laugh.

8 Health Benefits of Laughter-


If you are not sure how to laugh at those times when life tried to sink your boat, or take the wind out of your sails, here is your chance.  Take a deep breath, and remember the times when your boss couldn’t let you get off work early to study, but you still aced the exam!  Give me a big HA!

Now, get ready for another big HA! When you think about the fact that you had a paper due and you didn’t think that you had the time to start it, let alone finish it because work was demanding, you still had to keep the house clean, put the car in the shop, or help other members of the family, but you finished your paper and still got a winning grade.  Give me a big HA-HA-HA!

Laughter is the Best Medicine-The Health Benefits of Humor and Laughter

And maybe, you have a few ha-ha’s for every time you checked your work schedule, it seemed to conflict with the times that you needed to have off to get to class.  But you found that you had a supportive instructor who was understanding and made a way for you;  or you had a supportive manger who made adjustments in your work schedule because you agreed to work extra without pay, or you found a classmate who took notes for you because you were running late, or couldn’t make it to class.  HA-HA, HA-HA-HA!  Whatever it was, whatever it took, you made it here today.  And today, you have the opportunity to laugh at those things that practically threw themselves across your path to success.  Laugh, and know that your laughter is the final measure of the success you have to enjoy from this day forth, for now.  HA-HA-HA-HA!  AHHHHH-HA-HA-HA!
                       
            Medical Benefits of Laughter-Video- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCrcFcfp-Mg[7]

Are you laughing yet?
But the laughter does not stop once you receive your certificate or degree.  I ask that you never stop laughing.  Why?  Because life is not through throwing obstacles in your way.  And for that reason, you need to be ready to laugh. You need to be ready to give a hardy HAR-HAR, even as life throws trees across your roadways, laugh, and laugh again.  Even as life sends mountains of mudslides on top of your dreams, prepare to laugh in the face of all that life is known to do, to slow you down, if not bring you to a complete halt in the pursuit of all that you hold dear. 

Everybody laughs the same in every language because laughter is the universal language. Yakov Smirnof [8]

Continue to laugh, going forward, even as tears will well up into the corners of your eyes, because one disappointment after another will appear to be the norm.  Laugh, because through it all, you will find that life, despite seeming to be unfair, is preparing you for one of its greatest adventures.  Laugh, even as you suffer through pain and anguish for at times it will seem almost personal.  Laugh, because you won’t believe that anyone else could possibly be going through the things that you are going through in your life.  I can assure you, that you will not be alone.  But, if you want to be alone, laugh.  HAAAAAA-HA-HA, WHOOOOO-YEAAAAH, BABY!

From the 100’s of resumes that you will submit, to the few job interviews that will seem to have all been for naught, I encourage you to remain positive.  I encourage you to smile.  And know that although life may unfairly seem to be filled with bowls of lemons, you are now greatly prepared, because you truly know not just how to make lemonade proverbially, but realistically.  Know that the lemons that life is handing you are the beginning of a new-found wealth of goal-setting, and achievement.  While life will hand to you bowls and bowls of lemons, you can receive them with a heart-felt fondness for the challenges that they represent.  Today, you are ready, and there is practically nothing in life that you will not be able to approach with an attitude of confidence.  But wait, your best laugh is yet to come.

Save the Best Laugh for Last
Let’s not get so caught up in our laughter that we forget all that we have learned.  Let’s not be so confident in our success that we forget one very important thing.  We have to always be mindful of one of the most important things of all: 
                       
We are to never quit learning.

Once we quit learning, it will be very difficult to laugh.  We will not be able to laugh through our tears, because life will have its way with us.  We will not be able to laugh if technology leaves us in its wake.  We will not be able to laugh if we are not informed about what our communities' needs are;  We will not be able to laugh if we are spending more than we make.  We will not be able to laugh if we are not taking good care of ourselves and our families.  We must always be about learning about everything that is vital to our continued success.  And as long as we are learning, as long as we are informed, we cannot only smile, but we can laugh, and have the last laugh, despite how life constantly tries to put a frown on our faces and our lives.  So laugh today, but laugh sparingly.  Because, we will still have enough opportunities to laugh going forward.   We want to get to that point where we have our best laugh.  How?

Laughter gives us distance. It allows us to step back from an event, deal with it and then move on. 
                                                Bob Newhart [9]

The best laugh comes as a result of how we approach the many challenges that are yet to befall us.  Yes laugh, but laugh constructively.  Laugh with confidence.  But laugh with dignity.  Laugh with confidence, but do not laugh with arrogance, or insolence.  Laugh at yourself in your downfalls, but be supportive of others in their shortcomings.  You know how important that is.  For if you are known to put a smile on the face of others in the midst of their pain, by showing how you laugh off similar shortcomings for yourself,  you will win a friend for life.  Laugh at your misery, laugh at your challenges.  Laugh at those who discourage you.  Laugh at those who stand in your way.  Because, you have been prepared for so many great opportunities and you are ready to move on. Laugh.  Have a good laugh.  Have a great laugh.  But tomorrow, you must get back to a very important part of your life, and that is, to prepare for your best laugh.

Yes, you should smile.  Yes, you should be positive, but save the next big laugh, your best laugh, for when you will have accomplished your greatest goal, whatever that maybe.  Because whatever it maybe, you will have had the last laugh, and no doubt, your best laugh.
   
Today, if you have reached your final destination as your receive your dipolma or certificate of completion, this is your opportunity for your best laugh.  Like a connection between planes, and trains, this is your stop! In that case, laugh your fool heads off!   Laugh! Laugh! Laugh!  Get it all out!  HA-HA-HA-HA! Congratulations and much success to each of you.

Going forward-Laugh
But for those of you who are going further, to destinations beyond, your best laugh is yet to come. Save that best laugh, if you have yet to achieve all that your goals dictate.  Save your best laugh for the completion of your Bachelor’s Degree; your Master’s Degree; your Doctorate, or your Jurist Doctorate.  If you are continuing on from here today, save your best laugh for that acceptance letter for the NFL; the NBA; the Olympics;  that trip abroad; the military; that corporate position; that medical position; that business position, or whatever goals you may have set. Save your best laugh until then.  It will be hard, but it will be well worth it.  Like your applause, please hold it, and contain yourselves with just small bursts of laughter, peppered throughout your challenges, just enough, to get you through the many challenges ahead.  It will do you all the good.

But in closing, I do wish for all of you the very best.  Congratulations from an alum who can’t forget the excitement of attaining his first degree from Delgado Community College.  Delgado was then, and I can’t imagine that it still is not, a great place to acquire an education during these trying times.  To the President of Delgado Community College, Faculty and Staff, thank you personally for your contribution to my success.  And yes, I am laughing.  But my best laugh has yet to come.  As I close, I do wish all of you continued success, and congratulations to the 2013 class of Delgado Community College, all 995 of you! HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!

Wayne Dan Lewis, ’82, ‘83


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Wednesday, December 18, 2013

“BOY, PULL UP YOUR PANTS!” (C) 2013 by Wayne Dan Lewis, Sr.

18 Memorable Things Grandpa Dan Would Say to Me

© 2013 By Wayne Dan Lewis, Sr.

In just about everything I’ve written, I have mentioned Grandpa Dan.  Well, he wasn’t my grandpa, he was my children’s grandpa.  To me, he was Pops.  Before he and Aunt Sarah adopted me, he was Uncle Dan, and she became Modea.  It was what we (Grandma Sarah/Modea/Aunt Sarah and me) agreed to call him because he wasn’t my father by birth.  And, out of respect for my real daddy, whomever he may have been, it would not have been fair to refer to him as Daddy.  Other than that, Grandpa Dan, or Pops, was my daddy, no question about it.

  1. “Did you brush your teeth?  If you did, you didn’t do a good job.  Go back in that bathroom and brush your teeth right!”

  1. “Where is your belt for those pants?  You know you don’t wear those pants without a belt”

  1. “Go back and comb and brush your hair.  You’re not going out here lookin’ like that!”

  1. “It’s time you start washing the dishes.  You eat don’t you?”

He seemed to have relished the role of being my father, and I relished the privilege of having someone to call him my father.  There were tough times as father and son that we faced.  We both had to get our roles in sync.  After all, for the first 6 years of my life, I was without real guidance.  And although I lived with Uncle Dan and Aunt Sarah for three years before being adopted, it was tentative, and at any moment I knew that I could be sent back home to my mother in Patterson, something I was often asked (sometimes threatened), if I wanted it to happen.  I often said no, because I remembered a lot of time not knowing where my mother was, or eating at people’s homes just because I happened to be there.

The point that I want to make here is that among the many memories that I cherish about his dedication to being my father, are the many things that he told me, sometimes over and over again, but I eventually got the message on how to behave.  I eventually got the message that people didn’t like for you to talk too much, or to always be hanging on them or,  to spread the family business to others, even to other family members.

I am reminded of those special times with Grandpa Dan as I look at many of our young boys on the streets today.  From New Orleans, to Dallas, to Washington D. C., I see a trend among our young men that says “This is who I am.”  I see a trend that says, “You can’t tell me what to do. I’m a man.”  And to that end, the father that Grandpa Dan was to me wants to come out.  Why?  Because I see young men who have decided that as good as they are at so many of the great things that they can do in their lives, wearing their pants below their butts, showing their underwear, is the measure of who they are.  I disagree more with their attitudes than their fashion statement.  I see these young men, and I can only imagine how Grandpa Dan saw me whenever he would boom out one of his corrective orders, such as:
           
            “Boy, get out that bed and get ready for school!”

I am reminded of how Grandpa Dan, a very stern figure in my life, would have made it clear to me that he would not have a son of his carrying himself in such a manner, wearing his pants below his butt.  I am reminded of his deep, bass voice shooting out of a quiet moment, catching me off guard, sometimes scaring me because I had been caught being less than the young man he was trying to make out of me.  I resisted his attempts while growing up, because I wanted to be my own man (barely man, myself) without guidance, without people telling me what to do.  But there were times when there were those talks.  Call them father/son talks, or just “those talks”, if you will.  The talks happened at some of the most unpredictable times.  Those talks would last for hours, seemingly.  They didn’t necessarily happen because I had done something wrong.  They happened out of the blue.  They were not the kind of talks that involved shouting back and forth, or me trying to tune him out.  They were the talks that upon occasion caught me off guar.  He wasn’t trying to force me to be like him.  As a matter of fact, he was trying to make sure that I didn’t end up like him.  Why not like Grandpa Dan?

Grandpa Dan was a high school drop out.  While he wasn’t fond of that fact, I say it with pride.  During their marriage, they owned 4 homes, and 6 or 7 cars.  And, they invested their money in real estate.  For his age and size coming up, he was working many jobs that grown men didn’t want, or couldn’t handle.   Only on a few occasions had he spoke of the regrets that he had not finish school himself.  I know how disappointed he must have been in me when I got kept back in 8th grade.  It had to have been déjà vue for him.  He and Grandma Sarah would work very hard to get me into Summer School the year I got kept back to make sure that I got back on track, because I was already behind when I started kindergarten at 6 years old.  So, there was no way they were going to let me fail at that time in my life.

When I look at the young men of today with their pants worn extremely low, I wonder, where is their “Uncle Dan” in their lives?  I wonder, do they have a “Pops” in their family?  Uncle Dan, (and Aunt Sarah) were remarkable people, and I thank God for the sacrifices they made for me in their lives.  But I focus on Uncle Dan in this piece  because, he was not related to me, except by marriage.  But he took on his role as father with one of the most remarkable fatherly tools God could have given him:  his voice.  It boomed! It thundered! And it struck fear in me, and many of my friends, too.  When he was upset with me, it did more damage than any whipping, which I received a number of, by the way.  It was the short bursts of correctives that made me realize that I had to straighten up my act, or there were going to be consequences.

When I look at our young men today, I wish for them, that there was at least an Uncle Dan to take them by the arm, or pull them up by their pants, and let them know that they are better that their presentation.  I wish that there was a Pops for them, or a Grandpa Dan to remind them that their dreams are being hampered by the manner in which they presented themselves.  I wish that there was someone to tell them:  “Boy, pull your pants up!”   I wish there was someone to convey to them a message that it is not about being scolded, but about having someone care enough about you to try to help you make something better of yourself.  I often wish that I could embody Grandpa Dan, with the sternness of his voice, and the compassion of the father that he was to me.   Just once, I would love to be able to tell these young men of today: “Don’t ever let me catch you with your pants down again, or it’ll be me and you!”  And the expectation would be that they would pull up their pants, give me a sheepish grin, apologizing, and going on to be the good kids that we all know that they are. 

  1. “You’re not going anywhere until you clean that room.  Pick up those clothes and go wash ‘em. Right now!”

  1. “Get a rag and brush and go clean that bathroom.  That means the sink, tub and toilet.  And mop that floor, too.  You can use it, you can clean it.”

  1. “You didn’t do your homework that quick.  Go back in that room and study some more.”  

  1. “What do you mean you don’t have no homework?  Get in your room and study something!”

My only hope would be that if I could tell these young men of today, to just pull up their pants, that they would not be offended, but encouraged because someone took the time to care; that someone saw something in them that makes them truly special, and that they don’t  have to be defined by how low they wear their pants, but how high they carried their heads.  Grandpa Dan would not just blast them with that deep bass voice all the time, instead, he would also take them on the side, the way he had done with me through the years, and spend those countless hours pointing out what they could do to better their lives.

In looking at today’s young men with their pants barely covering their bottoms,  I would gladly swap with them one of those times that I shared with Grandpa Dan, because there seemed to have been a lot of them.  Not the ones that I wanted however, but perhaps the ones that I needed, because I was probably back then the way so many of our young men are today.  I would allow anyone of our young men of today, to go back in time on my behalf and sit on a stool in the single-car garage at the back our house on St. Maurice Ave. in the 9th Ward.  I would gladly and lovingly, allow one young man to go back in time, and ride along with a great man in a 1967 Blue Chevrolet pick up truck, on the way to or from Schweggmann’s, and listen as he tell them about how to talk to people, how to talk to your mother, or how to listen when people were trying to tell you something. If they could go back in time, I would warn them about his deep bass voice, but I would also prepare them for the messages of motivation.  For it was that voice for whom many of my friends shuttered, because he spoke like thunder.  He spoke like an earthquake.  Grandpa Dan didn’t play.

  1. Be home by dark if you know what’s good for you.”

  1. Wayne, you better be in bed by 10 o’clock so you can get up in the morning for school.”

  1. “Get ready for Sunday School.  That bus is going to pick you up around 8:30 in the morning. Polish your shoes and iron your shirt.”

  1. “Don’t get in a car with people you don’t know.”

But as stern as Grandpa Dan was, he was also gentle.  He was also helpful, to everyone.  He gave his time to his family, and to those in need.  I saw this in some of the simplest things that he did.  Little did I know, that he was teaching me how to give to others.  Something as simple as cutting our neighbors grass, and not charging them was a untaught but valuable lesson.  Eventually, the neighbor started cutting our grass in return.  Something as simple as taking in their garbage cans after the garbage had been picked up, soon, they did the same thing for us.  My parents would give out vegetables from our garden to our neighbors, and they would find a way to return the kindness as well.  I benefited most, because I got good Christmas presents.

Grandpa Dan spent a number of hours talking to me.  I guess now because I would wear him out on those whippings. (LOL, people).  But I think he also realized that there was something special about me that he would spend what would look like hours, and hours just talking to me about how I needed to behave, and conduct myself in public.  I would gladly allow our young men of today to have just one of those hours if it would open their eyes to who they are, and how special they are as well. 

  1. Wayne, you can’t find something you didn’t loose.”

  1. “Boy, stop all that monkeyshine, and sit down somewhere!”

  1.  “Boy, don’t let nobody push you around, you here me?”

  1.  “Boy, move like you got some life in you. Pick up your feet when you walk.”

When I think back about that deep base voice, I remember when it was at its softest, if that was possible.  He had come home late from work one night (Longshoreman), and he had put something in a box next to my bed.  It woke me up with its yelping.  It was my first pet, a beautiful, yellowish and white dog.  It didn’t matter what it was, it was my first pet, and he told me I could have it.  It was the softest his voice I could remember.  But he surprised me with it, and helped me to learn how to take care of it. Note however,  I don’t offer to swap that moment with anyone.  It was a moment I will always treasure, my first pet.

  1.  “What, you too cute to speak? Speak to people when you come in the room.  What’s wrong with you?”

  1.  “What, you think you a man now?  If you think you so much a man, get out there get yourself a job!”

Today, I ask that if you are so blessed as I was coming up, to have a young man in your life who is wearing his pants down, or who seem like they can’t find their way in the community, don’t worry about telling him to pull his pants up.  Don’t even focus on the negative behavior.  Just let him know how special he is.  If he doesn’t respond the first time, just keep telling him, every chance you get.  I venture to say that eventually, you won’t have to tell that young man to pull up his pants, he’ll do it on his own.  Perhaps Grandpa Dan would have told me to pull up my pants a hundred times, but it would have made the most impact on me that he spent so much time trying to drill into me the importance of who I was.  No, he never told me that he loved me, but he didn’t have to.  He showed me, and that was good enough for me.

Perhaps I’ll never be as powerful as Grandpa Dan.  I don’t have that deep voice.  But I believe that we all share something that Grandpa Dan tried to keep hidden.  It was his heart.  Yes, he was very strict, but he had a mission.  I would like to think that his mission was accomplished.   I want to also believe that there are still a lot of Grandpa Dan’s out here.  You know the ones. The ones who take the time to correct a loved one, or a family member, even if it means back-talk, or an attitude.  Perhaps there is a Grandpa Dan in many of us, who don’t care how a young person reacts to being corrected.  We are going to tell them right from wrong, because we hate to see a young person on the wrong track in life.  Perhaps too, there is a Grandma Sarah, an Aunt Polly, an Aunt Elouise, an Uncle Frank, or an Uncle Anderson.  These were some of the men and women who, as I look back, did not care then whether I, nor any other of us in the family would react against being corrected.  They scolded us, whipped us, and talked to us.  They wanted us to make something of ourselves, because they saw something in us that we couldn’t possibly see in ourselves.  And although those great men and women of my time didn’t have a lot education, they knew the importance of education, and making sure that we carried ourselves with dignity, and pride.   How about you?  Are you this generation’s Grandpa Dan?

Rest in Peace, Grandpa Dan (Dan Lewis, 1904-1997)

Dance with Father by Luther Vandross

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[1] Dance with My Father by Luther Vandross: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmDxJrggie8

Monday, December 16, 2013

I DISAGREE WITH PRESIDENT OBAMA (C) 2013 by Wayne Dan Lewis, Sr.

Sending a letter to The White House

Housekeeping

I disagree with President Obama.  About what?  Anything! Everything! Does it matter?  Who cares?  Does even he care if I, an ordinary, average citizen disagree with whether he signs off on increasing the minimum wage?  Is it going to cause the President of the United States of America to rethink his policies on Syria if I disagree with him?  I don’t think it will, but there is more at stake here.  It is not if I agree or disagree with him, it is how I disagree with him that seems to make the most impact.  Briefly, let’s look at 2 things.  What do we disagree with the leader of the free world, and how do we make it known.  Why do we want to this?  Well, if we can put together an approach to letting the leader of our country know that we are dissatisfied with a given policy, or his stance on an important issue, then it should be a piece of cake to send a message to a member of the House of Representatives (Congress or Senate), or to a Cabinet Secretary.  Or, if you have really an important issue, maybe to the First Lady, let her know that you don’t like eating your greens, and don’t appreciate her forcing them on you. 

The point here is that President Obama and the First Lady, Mrs Obama, are people.  They are adults.  They have endured the taunts, the insults and the question of their competence from every level of our society.  Many of their most unflattering comments were no doubt made through hecklers, letters to the White House directly, emails, and maybe even a tweet or two.  From the moment Mr. Obama stepped out of the expected protocol of intervening in an arrest for a former colleague in Cambridge Massachussetts,[1] to his position on raising the minimum wage,[2] or his patented, signature legislation, the Affordable Healthcare Act of 2013,[3] or as it is affectionately referred to: OBAMACARE, there have been no shortage of us who disagree with some aspect of his administration.

An important point to make here, is that to disagree is not to hate, or dislike the president.  That seems to be a common misperception.  Not only politically, but personally among the many of us.  It is unfortunate that we cannot distinguish our disagreements from our personal affections with one another.  To be clear, nothing here shall be presumed to suggest that there is any dislike, or lack of love for the President and his wife, Michelle Obama.  We owe it to ourselves to be civil in all of our disagreements, and look forward to a win-win approach that benefits all.

What’s the Walk Away Here?
Hopefully, the expected walk away here is that with the remainder of his time in office, for those of us who have a disagreement with the President, we will not resort to the under-the-breath complaints about what is wrong in our government, particularly under President Obama’s leadership.  Nor, in our disgust, should we depend on the hope that President Obama will “do the right thing”.  Government is interactive.  President Obama is not perfect, and will not necessarily act perfectly according to everyone’s wishes.  With that said, President Obama is possibly one of the most approachable leaders we will ever have.  Will he respond directly, I think that he will.  I believe that President Obama will send a response to a constructively-worded inquiry, or constructively-worded criticism of his position(s) on healthcare, or the decision to keep troops in Afghanistan past 2014.[4]  I believe that President Obama is willing to hear that we disapprove of how he works, or fails to work with Congress[5] by continuing to previously extend the budgets in a piece-meal approach (until this year 2013).  The question is, what message are you willing to send to the President?  And, are you prepared to make your thoughts known?  If you are, here are suggested ways of getting your message to him, as suggested by the White House’s website:
©     The White House
1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW
Washington, DC 20500


What are your thoughts about your country?
Now that you have a way to contact to President Obama, what are you prepared to say to the President of the United States?
Are you willing to send a message, telling him how much you disagree with:
The Affordable Healthcare Act (Obamacare)?[6]
Raising the Minimum Wage?[7]
Drones over the United States?[8] Or,
Or his relationship with Congress?

Whatever you decide to focus on, remember it is just a briefly worded message (2500 words or less) stating your position on an issue of value to not only you, but to your family and community as well.  While you may know what to say, it would help if you involved a trusted friend or family member to preview your message.  If we happened to be a little bitter in our address, we may come on as too strong.  We always want to appear respective of not only the Office of the President of the United States, but the President, himself.  The point is to get a message across, with possibly a solution.  It makes no sense to voice a discontent if one does not contain a solution that you believe could work.  Remember, there is no need to look for positive feedback if the message coming across is negative. 

I disagree with President Obama
Below, is the approximate text of a message I send to President Obama today (12/16/13).  I sent it through the White House.gov’s site.  While I do expect a response, it will most likely come after January 20, 2014, after his State of the Union address.  Anytime sooner, would be a big surprise to me.  But in any event, I wanted to send a message and hope that you too will be inspired to send a positive message to the President to let him know your feelings on issues of importance to you. 
Here is what I sent relating to the Federal Minimum Wage:

Subject:  Raising the Minimum Wage[9]
President Barack Obama
The White House
1600 Pennsylvania Ave. NW
Washington, D.C. 20500

Re: The Federal Minimum Wage

Dear Mr. President,
I hope this letter finds you and your family in the best of health.  I am sending this letter to let you know that I believe that your support for an increase in the Federal Minimum Wage without a savings plan is counter-productive.

I agree with you, Mr. President, a decent living wage should be paid to everyone.  But, I can only agree to the point that increasing the minimum wage should not be without providing a government-backed savings plan to help those in low-paying jobs build wealth for themselves and their families. 

Mr. President, there are not enough training facilities in our communities.  In New Orleans alone, training facilities that once numbered well into the teens, are now fewer since Hurricane Katrina.  We need training facilities in New Orleans that help young people who don’t have to go to college, learn a valuable trade that pays them for their skills.  For example:  Welders, Carpenters, Electricians, Plumbers, Computer Technologists, Nursing, X-Ray Technicians and other meaningful, skill-leveled positions that improve the motivated person, where they can get paid according to what they bring to the table, as opposed to causing businesses to be forced to increase wages, while affecting their profits.

Can we have both?  It’s possible, but small businesses should not be punished.  Minimum wage earners can’t continue to depend on jobs that are going to be gone in the next 10 years, and then have no skills to fall back on.  This is the foreseeable future, and it is important that if the government can make an impact, this is that opportunity.  Please provide training facilities to help prepare our communities with sustainable skills and jobs.

I hope that you will give this great consideration, Mr. President.   
Your time is greatly appreciated.  Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you, the First Lady, Sasha and Malia.


Sincerely,

Wayne D. Lewis, Sr.

The above letter was recently submitted to the White House.  While many of you may not agree with the sentiments (send me a note), I hope that if you have a position on this or any other matter of a political nature, that you will forward it to the White House, or your Congressman or Senator.  I hope that you will begin to make it known to many of your respective representatives  that you are either pleased, dissatisfied, or confused about matters that affect you, your families and your communities.  The days of allowing your representatives to operate on cruise control should be coming to an end, fairly soon. 

In the upcoming elections of 2014, and beyond, there will be a groundswell of voices, letters, emails, tweets, and facebook posts, just to name just a few means of communications, that will rise to the occasion for our fellow citizens to be heard. If we have been paying attention, we know that voices are being suppressed, citizens are being denied, and the constitutionality of what is to come may never come to be challenged in a court of law because of the number of challenges on so many fronts for each of us as citizens.  But thanks to American technology,  Americans are no longer going to sit down and allow political leaders to dictate to them who and what to vote for.  It is extremely important that each of us realize that our votes, as well as our voices need no longer be hushed, or silenced.  We need to speak up, and let the world know that we are in this, full bore, because we are all American citizens. 

Each of us owe it to ourselves and the future of all that we hold dear, to speak out, to say what we want, and to say to our representatives, “I disagree with you on this issue: …..”, and here is why, and here is what I hope you will take into consideration.  Whether our representatives will respond is a matter altogether different.  But until, or unless we speak out by whatever means available, the future that could be, won’t be, because too many of us will have chosen to be silent, and hoped that our representatives will have done the right thing.  Good luck with that.

I disagree with President Obama is perhaps an first chance opportunity for each of us to realize how important our voices are.  I can only hope that President Obama responds early next year to my letter.  When he does, I will share it with you in a future post.  But more importantly, I hope that you will have response as well to share.  I hope that you send a letter to your respective representative and let them know that you are watching them on the matter of the Troops in Afghanistan; that you are watching them on the passage of the unemployment insurance, or that you are watching them on how the Affordable Healthcare Program is going, and that you want results.  Send your letters.  Follow your representatives on Twitter,[10] on Facebook,[11] or on LinkedIn[12].  No longer take for granted that any of our representatives are going to do the right thing.

Merry Christmas to you and yours.
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[10] Official Website: https://twitter.com/
[11] Facebook Website: www.facebook.com
[12] LinkedIn Website: https://www.linkedin.com/