A poem. Sometimes, only poetry can capture how we feel.
Existential musings on an introspective year of mourning.
In memoriam, Carol Marie Colombo Warner, June 18, 1941 to November 14, 2022. Delivered as spoken eulogy on December 17, 2022, Hope Lutheran Church, Cranberry Twp, Butler, PA. by Todd Warner. (Note: originally 'Adrift. Untethered.' Title changed to avoid conflict with a similarly titled poem.)
We were not looking for a dog. We vowed that our next pup was going to be an older rescue dog. Oops! Meet Huck!
Drop everything! Run!
In memoriam, Lawrence Omar Warner, September 29, 1939 to January 21, 2022. Delivered by Todd Warner as spoken eulogy on May 15, 2022.
I earned my Eagle Scout award in 1987. Those years seem so long ago, yet my scouting experience still impacts me in a very real way. Those were my formative years—good years surrounded by good people who helped make me . . . me.
Hey hey! It's that time of year again. A time, I'm sure, you have all marked on your calendar. An auspicious day. A day of reverence. Yup! It's that day we all celebrate Todd's departure from the corporate world and his move into semi-retirement.
And just like that, with the help of the VA, I have been vaccinated for COVID-19. I experienced two side effects to the vaccine: one common effect, but the other rather took me by surprise.
A new year and a renewed effort to be a better human being and a better people.
I celebrated my birthday last week. I received a smattering of cards and things and an ocean wave of social-media congratulations, but this particular interaction proved to be particularly special.
There's no magic pill that will turn you into a productive human being. Productivity requires vigilance and conscious effort—a constant battle accompanied by many setbacks. Setbacks have taken hold in my life. So, I've determined it's time I rejoin the war. Let me share my latest plan of attack.