Happy Valentine’s Day…
Happy Valentine’s Day…
Can’t believe it…
Brooklyn Nets and New York Knicks both fired their head coach.
We’re at the all-star break. Half-way point of the season.
Red Holzman is rolling over in his grave.
Nets should bring back Kevin Loughery.
Thanks to JC for sending this link.
Great look at all the neighborhoods around Brooklyn.
Jimmy Vackner’s comment in the “comments” section reminded me of all the outstanding athletes produced in our neighborhood back in the day.
Something crossed my mind; Do we still have those same kind of athletes from Windsor Terrace?
Growing up on ninth avenue and attending Holy Name we played every sport. Even made up games from time to time. (I don’t ever recall hanging out with my friends and pouting, “I’m bored.”)
Are there any young hoop stars walking the streets of WT? Thirteen, fourteen years old – kids that can shoot the outside jump shot. Are there any ball handling wizards working on their dribbling ten at night? Are they shoveling the court so they can play?
Are there any potential college baseball players in the neighborhood who dream of one day playing for Iona College? Any kids smacking the ball over the fence in the lot? Do kids listen to Mets and Yankees games on radio at night hoping one day to put on the pinstripes?
Any future high school QB’s hoping one day to play for the University of Alabama? How football games of two-hand touch on tenth avenue?
Do you see any teenage athletes jogging around Prospect Park, staying in shape for the up-coming season?
Where’s the cross-country and track runners?
Any aspiring runners jogging through the streets?
Any swimmers hopping on the bus or even walking down to the ninth street YMCA?
Do kids play stick-ball anymore?
How’s the coaching in the neighborhood? Do they still have men volunteering their time teaching the young athletes how to play the right way?
Growing up in the 70’s and 80’s, our neighborhood had outstanding coaches. They taught me valuable lessons which I use today.
This past week our school experienced more tragedy.
A teenage girl committed suicide.
It’s the second time in a month.
This time it was a senior (Last month the young lady was a freshman.)
I’m not sure why these girls did this. We’ll never know actually. But it broke my heart once again.
I recall from back in the day a guy a few years older than me from our neighborhood took his life. I loved this guy. He was awesome. Great athlete. Great family. Great dude! He always treated me well.
The families have to be devastated. Our students are stunned and in shock.
The school has provided
As a father of a 16 year-old daughter, these deaths hit home.
I knew both of these young ladies.
Suicide is a complex issue. Everyone has an opinion on it.
Who really knows what people are going through?
Everyone has problems.
We can never tell what our friends or family are going through.
Suicide is often carried out as a result of despair, the cause of which is frequently attributed to a mental disorder such as depression, bipolar disorder, schizophrenia, borderline personality disorder, alcoholism, or drug abuse, as well as stress factors such as financial difficulties, troubles with interpersonal relationships, and bullying
I found the above content on Wikipedia. I know it’s hard for someone to talk about these problems.
We keep things bottled up. Sometimes it’s too embarrassing for one to discuss what is going on. There’s shame. Call it what you want. But something has to be done.
There’s help but for some reason it must be hard for people struggling to reach out for help.
If you know someone who has talked of suicide, please do something. Don’t just sit there and do nothing. If you notice someone acting differently, speak up.
Life is tough, but we have to do all we can to stick it out.
We have to fight. We can’t let problems lick us. Gotta fight!
Bottom line is we have to work hard to get through our problems – and we need each other.
We can do it. Gotta band together.
I know it’s easier said than done, but we need to pull together and help.
As a group we can defeat suicide.
Nice tribute from a loyal reader of Container Diaries to the late Colleen Breen:
So sad hearing about Colleen Breen’s passing. She was a close friend of mine back in the late 1970’s. Colleen came from a very nice family, they always made me feel welcomed when stopping by her parents house. I can still remember the warm kitchen and her mom and dad’s smiling faces. Colleen was also like that, very nice and kind.
Summers were fun. Colleen loved to go to Coney Island. I don’t think we went in the water, we just enjoyed the sun and a bottle of champagne. She did drag me to Farrell’s a few times. She was real good with kids, always helping my daughter with her math problems.
At the time I knew her, she had a sweet niece, Mickey’s daughter who was my daughter’s age. We would sometimes get together. Colleen thought the world of her. I remember she would call people she liked a “good egg.” (An old saying…)
(Editor’s note: My mom always used that term)
Colleen never a bad word about anyone. I am so sorry I lost touch with a very nice person.
I have often thought about Colleen through the years. They don’t make them like her anymore.
God bless Colleen and her family through this difficult time.
Love and miss you Colleen.
Your old friend, “J”