Oh my, it has been a day or two since we have been here. I have missed it. The days are busy and busier. That’s not a bad thing, as long as we feel we are making progress.
First, let me tell you I am delighted that we are going to record our first podcast tomorrow. North Harrison High School Hodgepodcast is going to be a good time. One of my senior students, Phoenix Biller, will be the first guest. Phoenix loves music and I do too. He plays guitar and so do I. This will be a great thing for our school. A preview of the concept can be found on the North Harrison Community School homepage under NHCS Social Media.
Last night I met up with Dave Dedrick the voice of the Paoli Rams. 95.3 WUME has enjoyed Dave’s calls for over 40 years. He told me he has no plans to hang up the mic any time soon. Why would he? In 2020, I was fortunate to team-up with Dave to call a high school football game. It was my pleasure.
As the UCLA Bruins move into The Big Ten next season, the opposing sideline of The Rose Bowl will be an interesting place. The UCLA student section has been extended to include the first seven rows of the entire visiting side of the field. I think this is a stroke of genius. Why not? The place holds 92,000. There’s plenty of room there.
One thing I never tire of as an educator is to see friendships among students blossom and carry on and you can only hope these friendships will last through the decades. I get that. The picture above taken at a concert in Nashville in 2015. Train was the headliner along with The Fray and Matthew Nathanson. From our left to right in the center are: Pat Monahan of Train, Matthew Nathanson, and Isaac Slade of The Fray. These guys were singing the old Beatles tune With a Little Help From My Friends. They took tune in the direction of the Joe Cocker version that was the theme song of tv show The Wonder Years. I’ve been to many concerts. This was by far the most powerful performance of one song that I ever heard. In fact, second place is somewhere in the distance.
Baseball season is coming up. I still miss Riverfront Stadium. I knew the place inside and out. What was better than George Foster’s cracking bat knocking a home run into the red seats?
The dream is over. Meaningful print journalism is no longer in my paper box on a daily basis. The last few issues of Louiville’s Courier-Journal arrived in the mail a day late, what there is left of the paper. This is a scary thing. Woodward and Bernstein, where are you now? Oh, I know, metro dailies in Boston and New York and Chicago and a few other cities are still really there. Not many are. Again, this is a scary thing. It is a portent of they never knew what hit them.
At least we have North Harrison High School Hodgepodcast to look forward to.
Speaking the rights…
Danny Johnson