The Catch

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Don Barone

Don Barone

db has been in the reporting biz for over 30 years, won some Emmys and other awards, but is proudest of his four-decade marriage, his two kids and the fact he founded Tackle The Storm Foundation to help children.

Dateline:  La Crosse, WI

I don’t believe in,

coincidence.

I do believe in,

bits of wonderful.

It is the bits of wonderful, that happen through out life, that is starting to make me believe, that maybe, there is a guiding hand in all of our lives,

maybe,

heaven,

maybe,

eternal life,

maybe,

God.

Clearly, something is going on.  And that something is bigger than us, and every once in awhile, that something sends us, bits of wonderful,

just to tell us,

I’m here.

The trick, or maybe the belief, the FAITH, is seeing, recognizing, the bits of wonderful, when it happens.

And I believe, truly believe, that the biggest bits of wonderful,

is love.

Love, is miracle number one.

I believe, that love, the feeling of love, is what we call our soul.  And that love is eternal, love is what we leave behind, we are the only beings on this planet who can love, and to me, that is the miracle of life.

And that when the hand that guides us sends us bits of wonderful,

it comes,

as,

love.

“…make us a shelter to weather the storm…”

“db, everything happens for a reason.”

Gerald Swindle is sitting on a couch that has seen much better days in a hotel room whose prime is long gone.

He is hatless, he is jersey less, he is Gerald Swindle-isms less.  He is just my good friend drinking, “a cool-pop.”

If we weren’t close I guarantee we wouldn’t be having the conversation we are having.

Gerald is talking about God.

“db, we are all passengers on a bus, but we ain’t driving that bus brother.”

I tell him, “Dude, we are all on a ride, the chaos in life, the tension in life, happens when we try and control the ride, the beauty in life, the bits of wonderful in life happens when we just sit back and enjoy the ride.  The ride knows where we are supposed to be and it will take us there.”

Gerald tips his “cool-pop” in my direction, “amen brother.”

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