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Category: Inspiration

Sticks and stones may break my bones – but they can’t dull my sense of adventure!

The lifetime prevalence of breaking a bone is kind of hard to track down, but it appears that it is around 50% for men and 40% for women.  This means that four or five out of every ten folks that you know will break a bone sometime in […]

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An appetite for excellence

A brief return to the question, “Why climb Kilimanjaro?” … “Our Nation wants more than just material wealth; our Nation wants more than a ‘chicken in every pot.’ We in America have an appetite for excellence, too.  While we work every day to produce new goods and to […]

Fit enough to do your thing

Some of you might know my superhero alter identity.  Nights and weekends I am Scoutmaster and Adventure Dude, but weekdays I am a mild-mannered Exercise Physiologist at a Cardiac Rehab program at a Regional Hospital. Yesterday I had the pleasure of speaking with a group of the lovely […]

“Here is your country” by Teddy Roosevelt

“Here is your country. Cherish these natural wonders, cherish the natural resources. Cherish the history and romance as a sacred heritage, for your children and your children’s children. Do not let selfish men or greedy interests skin your country of its beauty, its riches or its romance.” ― Theodore […]

A visitant

OH there is blessing in this gentle breeze, A visitant that while it fans my cheek Doth seem half-conscious of the joy it brings From the green fields, and from yon azure sky. Whate’er its mission, the soft breeze can come To none more grateful than to me; […]

Build me a son

“Build me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid; one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory.   Build me a son […]

The old swimmin’-hole

Oh! the old swimmin’-hole! whare the crick so still and deep  Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep,  And the gurgle of the worter round the drift jest below  Sounded like the laugh of something we onc’t ust to know James Whitcomb Riley