The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home » Clear to Land Christopher and Nico at Miami Dolphins Training facility June 9 , 2018 June 29, 2018 Have you ever flown in a plane?  Cruising in a jet at 35,000 feet above the clouds.  Man, does it look like heaven from here?  Can you imagine being able to exit the plane and run amongst the cotton ball fields of the sky?  The sight is so wonderful.  It’s heaven, and it seems to be within my grasp. My imagination goes wild.  I pretend I can see my family and friends who have died.  If only I was a simple flight away from seeing them all again.   Maybe the isolation way up here in the sky makes me nostalgic.  Being inside a plane is the most isolated you’ll feel, even though you’re crammed in a sardine can of over 100 people or more.  Flying high in the sky, skimming the clouds, and looking at the sun as it lights up the gloomy and dreary down below gives me hope that mankind can somehow f...

You are here: Home » Building the Bridge of Life Nico and Christopher goofing around in the backyard at home. (April 1, 2018) May 26, 2018 Building bridges is the one structure I need to continually construct while raising my boys to be men. "Dad, I can't do it," I'm told by one of my boys. "Yes, you can. Focus on the task. Zero in on the goal. And attack the problem until you get your desired results." I compare raising my boys to building bridges because I know I'll always have to extend my hand as if it were a span extending from the mainland towards them as a pillar of strength, trust, and understanding during their time in need. Bridges with spans are enormous and are built sturdy. When I think of bridges, the Golden Gate Bridge, Brooklyn Bridge, or the Tower Bridge over the River Thames comes to mind. They have lasted decades, and some lasted a century. The pillars and expansion of a bridge launch outward over some gorge, riv...

You are here: Home » Conversations Nico (left) & Christopher celebrating Nico's 10th birthday party while ice skating. (February 24,2 018) April 30, 2018 This table is a gift that allows me a perch of an unobstructed view of everyone seated and the best acoustics to pinpoint exact conversations.  Hey, don't judge me for saying that!  I'm doing the judging.  It's like an open forum, anyhow.  This isn't a library where they require you to whisper.  My point is that these conversations allow me to relate to other people because they demonstrate that we all have the same problems, hopes, and dreams.  Case in point.  A woman can't decide what kind of dining room furniture she wants.  She has been consumed by this for months!  Her conversation showed me how consumed I am with my decisions on new furniture, too, and demonstrated how nauseating I have been.  Like, really, who cares!  I mostly love this spot bec...

You are here: Home » Grieving for My Brother, A guest blog post March 23, 2018 A good friend and mentor lost his brother to cancer this past Monday. He wrote this on Facebook. I loved it and requested if I could share it. He obliged, thanks Randy. - Chris  I stopped posting and doing much of anything on Facebook about a year ago. Facebook had become too much to deal with. Before I left I had posted several profiles that I called my "Good Person" posts. They were short essays on people who I admired and who had positive influences on my life. Today I return, temporarily, to write about someone I have long admired, and in whom I have always been proud. I hope I can do justice to him and his memory. My brother, Ed, was a man to admire. Although, while we were growing up I often wondered if he would mature enough to be a man. I should have never worried. We spent our childhood in Adrian, Michigan. Living in a place where, on a summer day, you could leave th...

You are here: Home » I'll Go First Nico, Christopher and Captain being goofy on the couch. February 27, 2018. February 27, 2018 I'll go first to show you that it's okay to let go. I'll go first, so you won't fear what is beyond our lives. I'll go first to ensure things are all right on the other side. Then someday, a long time from now, I'll guide your way. I'll go first, and when you feel that gentle breeze upon your face, it is me caressing you and a reminder that I have never forgotten all the I love you you have told me throughout my life. I'll go first; my soul was surrounded by the butterflies you marveled at when you wished I was there as you sat in isolation, missing me. I'll go first, soaring on the bird's wings that came up to you out of nowhere while you wondered if I was there watching over you. I'll go first, and when you contemplate the meaning of life while you gaze out into the sea, you'll see the beaut...