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Evidently character is best when tested.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

I first met William “Bill” Pope when our daughters – my Haley Anne, and his Madison, were in the same Brownies troop.

During a Brownies Father and Daughters night event (I think it was at Alpharetta Methodist) we found ourselves askance at the stiffness of the Daddies and their daughters surrounding us. So, with reckless abandon, and certainly more than a few ‘hoops and hollers’, we proceeded to hurl ourselves down hallways, vying to see whom could out distance the other, sliding on our backsides.

Our daughters were delighted, and Bill and I each had a friend for life.

I often found myself, happily, taken aback by Bill. He was a gentleman – rather along the lines of Walker Percy (The Moviegoer, and The Last Gentleman), I think. And, I always tried to refer to him as my: “Red-headed Errol Flynn-type friend Bill”. He was dapper, soft-spoken and witty. Charming to be sure.

Bill often annoyed me, and he knew it, by “popping in” to visit with me at my offices. I would always find myself exasperated (my staff-driven calendar is both legendary and notorious for it’s lack of flexibility). But, then we would start our visit, and time would go by, and I always found myself a better man for the time well spent.

The last two times I saw Bill he came by with his eleven year old son Bryce so he could update me on their adventures together. I recall Bill standing their with his hand on Bryce’s shoulder, naught but the very picture of pride; his joy evident, and relishing every minute he could share with a friend and his son. A few weeks later Bill drove over a vintage Land Rover he thought I might like.

And, I think it will be moments when I see older cars that I’ll realize Bill’s immortalization, for me. He liked older cars that bordered on vintage. I always felt he valued the qualities of those cars as a reflection of himself. They shared qualities that included, but could never be limited to: reliability, integrity and style.

So… That’s how I’ll remember Bill, best… A man of virtu, flair and style; quick with a firm handshake; and, committed to Jane, their family, hearth, home and community.

The last communication I had from Bill was only this past Saturday night. He had sent me a text message, eager to catch up over a project we were involved with. Bill was one of the few men that could draw me out on a weekend. So, I was looking forward to calling him on the way to a soccer match with Haley Anne. I knew that afterwards I would tell Haley Anne a story; possibly about Bill and me, or at least some other friend, because that’s what Bill made me do best, in this case – be inspired by a great friend.

…but, we lost Bill and Bryce later that night. When Joanne told me numbness selfishly crawled up my legs and desperately tries to continue it’s reconciliation with my heart.

Going forward, we need to make sure we remember to reflect Bill well so that his legacy is our beacon.

This is me raising my hand.

Peace to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

Mr Miyagi taught Daniel-san that fighting is for wimps.

However, Miyagi also taught Daniel-san that when bullies bring the fight to you, fight back as publicly and honorably as possible. Sometimes, bullies need to be taught a lesson. When you’re trying to lead, but others shout you down, the time for political correctness or playing it safe is over. In situations of coercion, your power as a leader (business leader, thought leader, etc) is never more necessary.

Read into this what you will. Perhaps what you must. But, I know it’s striking a cord – like a tap on an exposed nerve. Now. Don’t deny it. Don’t you dare! You’re already thinking of an example of a time you should have made a stand.

Me? It’s Colorado.

That damn Kobayashi Maru. And, the mirror; always a mirror, eh.

Have faith in your integrity, I say. Do it!

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

Epiphany alert.

I had an opportunity to revisit an old friend. His grave actually.

Words came to me from many conversations. Mostly me listening.

In and amongst those words I heard:

“Life is too short to spend it hating”.

Perhaps he said that to me because I used to think:

“yeah, but how many people where there as Sarajevo was falling?”

And, a war-cry in my heart, daily:

“Colorado… and, the loss of everything.”

He would also say things like:

“Courage is fear prayed for”.

He was not exactly a Christian; but, he was very much a Believer.

As many of you know, Marc Kutter came by for a visit last week. My primary take-away from that visit was his saying, to the effect:

“Over the past few years I’ve grown stronger in my faith and I learned that everything seems to work-out”.

I might add that troubling matters are rarely as bad as they appear.

And, Marc’s appearance may well be timely.

I’m struggling right now around our house (it’s not feeling much like a home for the moment). The fellow we bought it from almost four years ago failed to disclose a significant drainage issue. We bought the house during the drought. And, there is ample evidence that the drought is over. We’re in trouble. The damage is significant, as is the cost to repair it – even if that is possible. We don’t know that yet. Realtors won’t list it because of the disclosure issues we now face. And, that fellow is a cad. …oh, and he’s a lawyer.

I planned on writing a lot more on a few touch subjects for this post. But, I’m still contemplating. Things will be different after I put life into certain words. However, the story, and the way I handle all of it, is coming.

But, that’s why I’m here, in part.

For the moment I’m praying for some kind of understanding of what I’m supposed to feel, and then what I should do about that. I don’t care for the way this situation makes my heart feel.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

So…

It’s been nip-and-tuck on this Blog going on two days now over my last post: there might be demons and there are ALWAYS questions.

It’s particularly ferocious doings in the comments sections with my Christian brothers Drew, George and John game-fully wading in, hearts fully exposed (I am not, by definition, a Christian, but they are still my brothers).

However, under his own steam, the inestimable Aaron Masih (a warrior, in any light) has set forth his views on his Blog: A Life of Passion. The post is called: The Struggle Worth Having.

I’ll suggest you consider reading it, within it’s entirety.

Do it!

Just to wet your appetite – following was my own comment, under that worthy effort:

“I think I’m honored.

God issued me discernment. And, with it a keen desire to live my life in a way that glorifies everything that I can recognize around me. I used to refer to this as living my life like Christ. But, as time went by I felt like that was similar to wearing a medal I had not earned. There is, not so simply, a bar, some how set.

So, living by that code, while remaining uncertain about, how and where, I might end-up sometimes feels like standing on the ledge preparing to tower jump.

But, some how I think I’m going to make it – because it wasn’t me that created wind that can be used to offset gravity.”

And, I have such terrific friends, “good men in a storm”, to be sure, standing by to break my fall.

There is virtu, here. And, fortuna! Yes, Dr. Pappas, my worlds converge. My hunger naught but builds to not only learn, but to truly, I say, understand.

Readers of this Blog, rally to me – give me that word! …if it isn’t understanding.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

“Winners never quit, and quitters never win”.

Last night we saw the Indianopolis Colts throw a football game, and a special spot in history.

The only highlight was the fans booing, and Peyton Manning keeping his helmet on while he sat on the bench as he was forced to watch history being unmade. Well… Except the Colts probably became the first 14-1 team to be booed off it’s home field.

I suspect Manning kept his helmet on because he could not get it around the thought of losing for not trying.

Indianapolis coach Jim Caldwell and owner Bill Polian flat-out did the wrong thing when they pulled all of their starters in the 3rd quarter against a New York Jets team that will now make the play-offs via what should be an asterisk. But, the Colt’s players stood by leadership with company lines of unenthusiastic support. They lied. That some how makes it worse. These players wanted history. They worked for it. They earned it. You should always follow your coach or commander. But, you trust them to make the right decision. The underpinnings of those decisions must be made with integrity. And, it’s pure betrayal when any coach orders athletes to turn and run. Especially if you are a professional and playing in a storied stadium full of people who paid to watch their team try to win.

Going 14-1 in the NFL is off-the-charts incredible. But, that aura becomes tarnish when you quit for no good reason. And, “business” is meant to be transcended by sport. Good sport(s) any way.

I’m an athlete. And, I coach young athletes. I like to win.

Winning is not everything. But, it’s vitally important.

You (that collective you, or we, mind you) have to always try your best.

That’s the rule.

No other rule, ultimately, matters – other than fair-play. And, quitting is probably worse than cheating.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

we face many instances where we don’t have control over what happens.

however, we always have the opportunity to control how we react.

and, that can determine what we do, and how well we do it.

the objective always being to finish well.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

what’s all this about?

I can’t explain what that damn tree means - or, if it might stand for something.

However, here I do discuss events, people and things in our world - and, my (hardly simplistic, albeit inarticulate) views around them.

So, while I harangue the public in my not so gentle way, you will discover that I am fascinated by all things arcane, curious about those whom appear religious, love music, dabble in politics, loathe the media, value education, still think I am an athlete, and might offer a recipe.

All the while, striving mightily, and daily, to remain a prudent and optimistic gentleman.

brian cork by John Campbell

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I'll warn you now that Tarski is theme of this blog created by Benedict Eastaugh and Chris Sternal-Johnson. It is named for the logician Alfred Tarski. I'll recommend his papers ‘The Concept of Truth in Formalized Languages’ and ‘On the Concept of Logical Consequence’, both of which can be found in the collection Logic, Semantics, Metamathematics.