Roads

The road to the family farm in Indiana. 

Unleavened

 

Salman Rushdie is one of my favorite authors. He is active on twitter and frequently interacts with his fans. Twice now he has responded to one of my tweets. This response was to a joke I made about Tolstoy's masterpiece Anna Karenina. 

Back to the Past

Well, they're in it again. Just like 1985. C'mon KC. Let's beat those Jays. #ALCS

One Month

Today marks a month since my Dad passed away. A month. Pretty shocking how fast time goes. I still can't believe he's gone. The days have gotten better, but the nights still sting.

Hipsters

Dad, me and Uncle Joe, back in the day. 

God Only Knows

My Dad was a superfan of The Beach Boys. He saw them live countless times including on their recent Fiftieth Anniversary Tour. On our living room bookshelf he had a piece of a tambourine that had shattered as Mike Love played it during a concert forty years ago. The tambourine broke in three pieces and flew out into the audience. My Dad grabbed the biggest piece as it flew his way. He had an autographed album cover by Brian Wilson hanging on the wall. He had several biographies on the group on the bookshelf. And he had every LP and then CD they ever produced...including rarities and international exports.

So I knew we had to play a Beach Boys song at his funeral service. I settled on God Only Knows, one of the most beautiful of Beach Boy songs, to play at the opening of the service. It was poignant and perfect. I'm sure that from here on out, every time I hear a Beach Boys song I'll think of him...and that's okay with me.

Here's God Only Knows, from the majestic Pet Sounds album...

Dad's Eulogy

This is the eulogy I wrote for my Dad and read at his Funeral...words do not do him justice.

Dr. John Timothy White was born January 6, 1951 in Gary, Indiana to Lester and Betty White. He passed away on September 3rd, 2015 in Dallas, Texas. He spent most of his growing up years in Tulsa, Oklahoma where he graduated from Will Rogers High School in 1969. It was at Will Rogers where he met the love of his life and wife of 43 years, Kathryn Diane Reinking. He attended college at Southern Nazarene University in Bethany, Oklahoma earning a Bachelor of Arts in Religion and a Masters of Arts in Theology. He then earned a Masters of Christian Education from Nazarene Theological Seminary in Kansas City, Missouri and a PhD in Educational Administration from the University of Kansas in Lawrence, Kansas. 

He served as a Pastor for the Church of the Nazarene for over thirty years. He served as Senior Pastor in Vinita, Oklahoma; Severy, Kansas; McPherson, Kansas; Pryor, Oklahoma and finally at Dallas Central Church of the Nazarene in Dallas, Texas for the final twelve years of his life. He had a great love for the Church of the Nazarene and its essential doctrine that anyone can be saved, and made holy by the supernatural grace of Jesus Christ. He gave his life to preaching that good news. St. Francis Assisi once said, “Preach the Gospel at all times and if necessary use words.” Tim White’s best sermon was his life. His compassion was endless and his love for others without boundaries. 

He was notorious for bringing his own bottle of BBQ sauce to barbecue restaurants. He was one of America’s foremost experts on Nazarene General Superintendent Hiram F. Reynolds on whom he wrote his Doctoral Dissertation. He was informally one of America’s greatest experts on The Beach Boys. He loved baseball and nothing would give him greater pleasure than if the Kansas City Royals would win the World Series this year. He loved Kansas Jayhawk basketball and wore their bright blue and red colors everywhere he went. He loved collecting toy cars and electric trains. He also loved the study of theology and collected an enormous collection of volumes of the works of John Wesley, Arminius and C.S. Lewis among others. He was a published author of numerous articles and a book on the life of the Apostle Paul. 

He was a devoted husband, father and grandfather. He took great pleasure in teaching his grandson the finer points of baseball and giving him a toy car every Sunday. He loved history, especially Civil War History. He and his wife would visit Civil War Battlefields and participate in re-enactments. He once won an award for his Union Army Chaplain uniform. He was proud of his various collections including Roy Rogers toys, flashlights, and baseball cards to name just a few. 

He is survived by his wife Kathy and his two children, David White of Forney, Texas and Elizabeth Thompson of Garland, Texas; his Daughter-in-law Kimberly White and grandson Jackson White; His Brothers Joey White of Tulsa, Oklahoma and Philip White of Bethany, Oklahoma and their wives Susan and Marilyn White; His Father-in-law and Mother-in-law Bob and Joyce Reinking of Tulsa, Oklahoma and his Brother-in-law Richard Reinking and wife Karen Reinking of Tulsa, Oklahoma and his Sister-in-law Linda Reinking of Owasso, Oklahoma. He was also very proud of his all his nephews and nieces; Greg, Jeff (and his wife Allison and their children Ethan, Brooklyn and Hannah), Emily, Allison (and her husband Steven), Courtney, Casey, Angela (and her Husband Corey and two daughters Lauren and Isabel), Amy (and her Husband Wayne), Rachael (and her husband Shawn), and Daniel.

His was a life well lived, a life lived for others. His was a life lived for Jesus Christ

Dad

Been a rough couple of weeks. A week ago today my Dad passed away. Although he had been seriously ill the last several months, his passing was unexpected. It was quite a shock. 

My Dad was one of the nicest guys you could ever meet. Nice to a fault. Forgave everyone without hesitation. I was blessed to have him as a father. 

Still hurts but I know he's not suffering and he's in a much better place. Enjoy your loved ones while you can. You never know how much time you have to spend with them. Cherish every moment. 

Can't Hide

She has indeed taken over everything. 

Good Spot

I have been parking in this spot for sixteen years...since the 90's! Today is the last time I'll be able to park here. Tonight the entire parking lot will be fenced off and turned into a contruction zone. They are building a new high school. That building there will be razed next summer...that's my classroom window there in the center. It was a great spot. I could see my car from my classroom. It will be even sadder when my classroom goes the wrecking ball. But progress must roll on!

sigh...

 

So the meetings have begun. And there will be time when the scene above will float into my head. This scene will help me stay alive. 

End of Summer

Gotta go back to work tomorrow. I love my job. But knowing I'll be spending less time with my family is always a bummer. My wife actually had to return to work last week. It's been a fun week with me and the boy. So knowing tomorrow work begins again we went out and played tennis. 

It was a fantastic summer. First year as a Table Leader at the AP grading in Utah. Spectacular vacation in St. Croix. Camping at Cooper Lake State Park, traveling to Indiana and Oklahoma to visit family, and getting a ton of projects done. Went by fast. Too fast. 

We are blessed to have fulfilling jobs and time to spend with family. Tomorrow: time to get back to work. 

Kansas City BBQ

Texans love to brag about their barbecue. Since I moved to Texas I have done my best to convince my Texas friends that they haven't had real barbecue until they've had KC BBQ. Eighteen years in DFW and I haven't found a barbecue joint that comes close to Kansas City barbecue. 

Finally two of my buddies took me up on checking out KC BBQ for themselves. These guys are really into their BBQ. And they are hardcore Texans. They were pretty skeptical. So we decided to make a mad dash, one night trip up to KC. Eight hours is not a long trip for KC BBQ. 

We got up to KC around 7 pm and went straight to Gates BBQ on The Paseo. I was a bit worried that maybe it would not be as good as I remembered. Maybe I was living off childhood nostalgia. It had been twelve years since I had last tasted KC shortends. But as soon as we opened the door I knew my memory had not failed me. The aroma was intoxicating. I ordered shortends. They ordered ribs and sausage. Just a couple of bites in and they had to concede that it was the best they had ever had. It was so good I almost cried. 

The next day we had an early lunch at Johnny's BBQ in Mission. Johnny's was my Dad's favorite BBQ place when we were living in KC. As kids we used to complain about how often we ate there. It's located across the road from my old high school and was just a little dive. But Guy Fieri's show featured the place a few years ago and they've become so popular they've opened a second Johnny's. It was nicer inside then I remembered. And the ribs were also amazing. Better then anything I've had in Texas by far. Soon there was a line out the door. 

We took off back to Texas feeling quite satisfied. I'm telling you, if you dig BBQ, a quick overnight trip to KC is worth it. 

Athena

Two weeks we rolled over to the animal shelter and adopted Athena into our home. She is wild. Always moving. Two weeks and she thinks she owns the place. 

St. Croix and so on.

Been a long time since a rock and roll. Everything, by which I mean everything, cooks by so fast. Another school year passes off very nicely. Then I'm off to Salt Lake City to grade AP exams, this year as a Table Leader, by which I mean I lead a table of graders. Then home for three days. Then off to St. Croix of the U.S. Virgin Islands. Oh my gosh a nice place. A spectacular place worthy of many a platitude that don't do justice. Back in the Mainland for three days and off to an East Texas lake for two days for a vacation from our vacation. I take my vacations seriously. 

Doomed

Great. SI has put Kansas City on their cover. The season is over. Nice run, Royals. 

Bye Dave

So you have to understand, I modeled my entire junior high persona after David Letterman. Back then I had to record Late Night on our VCR and watch it after school. It came on way too late for a seventh grader. Channel 4, at that time the NBC affiliate in Kansas City, shoved in Wheel of Fortune in between The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson and Late Night with David Letterman. So Letterman didn't come on until midnight.

Letterman back then was bizarre and weird and edgy. His humor was even more caustic in those days. Being snarky and sarcastic seemed the perfect defense for a seventh grader who wasn't the fastest, tallest or best looking kid in class. So I loved Late Night. Watching that show made you feel like you were part of some inside joke told by cool weirdos.

Then Letterman got shafted out of the Tonight Show gig and watching him on CBS was like thumbing your nose at Jay Leno and the establishment Leno represented. I always thought Leno personified the dumbing down of America. He was a corporate stooge in my eyes.

I was a junior in college when Letterman moved to the Late Show. Things were definitely different at the Ed Sullivan Theater. He tried to broaden his appeal and some of his edginess softened. The Late Show was great but it rarely reached the bizarreness of Late Night. After I got a real job and a kid we only watched the Late Show during the summers and then only sporadically. It seemed to have grown a bit repetitive to me.

But I will miss Letterman. He's a part of my early adolescence. I adopted his demeanor and style of humor for many difficult years in the jungle of junior high and early high school. It is truly the end of an era for many of us who grew up watching him. Bye Dave.

Meadows

The Meadows Building on Central Expressway is one of my favorite buildings in Dallas. It's a mid-century classic. I imagine it's where Sterling Cooper Draper Pryce would office if Don Draper lived in Texas. 

Daze

For the first time in weeks I feel as though  I am finally coming out of a daze. There is light at the end of the tunnel. Family emergencies are settling down. My spring grad class is over with the required ten-page paper done and in the books. The school year is wrapping up, my seniors are already gone. I finally am beginning to exhale a bit easier.

Random thoughts:

Yesterday's biker gang shootout in Waco is disturbing on so many levels. So many of my friends belong to peaceful motorcycle groups that when I see large packs of bikers it does not cross my mind that they could be a criminal gang. I see bikers and I see guys just having fun on the road on cool rides. I had relegated biker gangs to old movies. Naively, I didn't even know biker gangs still were active. I feel terrible that groups of guys who now ride for fun will possibly be looked at in fear or concern as they roll down the freeway. I have been at that very shopping strip in Waco a couple of times. I've eaten at the next door Panera Bread with my family and gone to the Starbucks right by the Twin Peaks. That exit has always been a great place to stop when traveling between Austin and Dallas. Now, to see such violence at that same place is unsettling.

Royals still in first place.

Rain rain and more rain. Early Sunday morning we got another three inches according to my backyard rain gauge. Wish some of that rain would now head west to California. But it is nice to be out of the drought that has plagued our area for so long.

And oh yeah, Salman Rushdie mentioned me in a tweet!

Ball

The past month has been weird. Tons of rain, hospital stays and other out of the ordinary craziness. But one thing that's gone very well is J's baseball debut. After years of soccer he started baseball this spring. He got the game ball after his first game with a 2 for 3 performance. Then he topped that this past week going 3 for 3 with 3 runs and 4 RBI's. His coaches are great and his team full of great kids. The Southside Bombers have been a bright spot in a stressful few weeks.