Tuesday
Jul062010

Focus and Determination

This picture is what bravery looks like.  This is what it sounds like:

There are times, though, when Specialist [Brendan] Marrocco’s optimism and confidence are no match for his discomfort and fatigue. He rarely sleeps more than four hours a night and still suffers phantom pain in his right arm. He can be cranky and not keen on visitors; one of his pet peeves is people who talk too much. He jokingly calls his comrades with below-the-knee amputations “the paper cuts.”

Specialist Marrocco has an unwelcomed status in the GWOT – becoming the first quad-amputee (there is now another one). That Specialist Marrocco survived is beyond a miracle; he lost 80% of the blood in his body after hitting a pressure wire IED that shredded the vehicle he was driving.  Of the 4 men in that vehicle, one died, another had serious injuries, another walked away and Specialist Marrocco endured the most horrific injuries of any warrior in the GWOT – ever.

The medic – Major Jason Aydelotte - who first responded when Specialist Marrocco was brought in still marvels at how he survived.  The shrapnel clipped the young man’s carotid artery and yet the wound did not bleed as expected.  Catching everyone by surprise it was assumed Marrocco would not survive.  They couldn’t have been more wrong.  Major Aydelotte believes that Specialist Marrocco was saved for something else:

One day a couple of months ago, Major Aydelotte happened to run into Specialist Marrocco at Walter Reed. “I didn’t tell him who I was,” said Major Aydelotte, who had quietly kept tabs on his patient’s progress. “I didn’t want any kind of accolades from him. His life was saved, but I didn’t do it. He was meant to be saved.”

It is clear by all accounts that Specialist Marrocco is a very unique member of the kind of club no one would ever want to join.  Like calling his fellow amputees “paper cuts” – speaks to a spirit and resilience that defies all logic or definition.  According to his mother he was always pushing the envelope and defying rules, even saying that he has taken being headstrong to “an art form”.  It would seem that strength of mind is still intact.

Certainly injuries such as these put things in perspective for people who don’t even know Specialist Marrocco. The other wounded warriors at Walter Reed don’t tend to complain as much when Marrocco comes in for his daily therapy sessions. The affect on his immediate family has been profound. His long-estranged parents are now speaking again; his reserved brother quit his high-paying job at Citigroup to become his brother’s full-time caregiver – opening up and changing in response to the needs of his brother.    His therapist - Luis Garcia - says this about his famous patient:

“I never catch him feeling sorry for himself. I’ve never heard him say, ‘I wish this had never happened.’ ”

In fact, Specialist Marrocco has a view of his situation that is – special:

It did not take long after the bombing for his wry, dark humor to break through. “Look at all the legroom I got!” he announced after boarding a first-class flight to Hawaii in November 2009, to reunite with his unit as it returned from Iraq. And, he explained, being able to feel your arms and legs when they are not actually there — which happens after traumatized nerves go awry — has its advantages. “I can move my hand around and give someone the finger,” he said. “I can do these things, and no one can see.”

I am reminded of a triple amputee from early in the GWOT – Bryan Anderson - who famously went to Las Vegas proudly wearing a t-shirt that said “75% off”.

These men are true inspirations – giving nearly their all for their country, never blaming anyone for their situation and indeed, finding the dark humor in it all.  They refuse to allow their circumstances define them but rather they have chosen to define their circumstances on their terms.

We can all take lessons from their focus in the face of unfathomable circumstances.

Sunday
Jul042010

234 Years Young

Happy Birthday to my beloved country. 

You are 234 years young today and a beacon of hope to the world.

Saturday
Jul032010

Nesting

On the old blog I used to do a weekend Nesting post every so often - pictures and recipes of favorite foods or meals.  I've never done one here in this new space and I figured it's about time I get back to it.

I love to cook and bake but the perils of a working life don't often leave me with time - or energy - to indulge. Since The Oracle started going out every Saturday morning for his weekend shooting leagues, I've taken to enjoying the quiet time to keep ahead of household chores, connecting with friends, etc...and baking/cooking.  

Given the burgeoning plethora of fresh fruits and veggies at this time of year, I especially like creating simple meals that allow the flavors of the freshness to come bursting thru.

The Oracle is a monster tomato fan; I am not.  I'll eat tomato sauce but I won't eat tomatoes (and don't get me started on ketchup/catsup).  My dislike for tomatoes does not stop me from giving The Oracle what he loves - from a fresh basil & tomato platter to these little beauties.

Slow Roasted Tomatoes - I found this recipe about 2 years ago on this fabulous website called The Smitten Kitchen.  It's hosted by a husband and wife who live in NYC - and have a rather amazing obsession with cooking, baking and photography.  They, in part, were my inspiration for my original Nesting posts on the old blog.

So back to the tomatoes.  I took my own pics of the work I did on these yesterday - you can see how they measure up to the original. I think it's pretty good stuff!

The Oracle adores these little babies - I will use them in pasta, tacos, salads, omelettes, panini-grilled sandwiches...I think he'd eat them on cereal if I gave it to him.  I have to admit I'm curious about them, even though I don't like tomatoes.

As they are roasting they do smell amazing. And they are about as easy as it gets to put together.  I have provided the Smitten Kitchen's recipe below: 

  • 1 pint of tomatoes (cherry, grape or Roma)***
  • Whole cloves of garlic, unpeeled (as many as you want)
  • Fresh herbs (Rosemary or Thyme)

Preheat oven to 225°F. Cut the tomatoes in half and place cut side up on a parchment-lined cookie or baking sheet.  Place garlic in between the tomatoes.  Drizzle lightly with olive oil (or as the Smitten Kitchen instructs - "until the tomatoes glisten").  Sprinkle fresh herbs over tomatoes and lightly salt/pepper.

Bake the tomatoes in the oven for about three hours. You'll want them to be shriveled and slightly dry but still a touch juicy.  

Either use them right away or let them cool, cover them with some extra olive oil and keep them in the fridge; they store beautifully for several weeks - if they last that long.

***: I have also used Campari Tomatoes for this recipe. They are larger than the cherry or grape tomatoes so they do take a bit longer to roast. But they do come in a lovely mix of colors which makes for a festive presentation.  The Oracle reports that they are a bit sweeter as well.

Saturday
Jul032010

The Weekly Muse

Today will be short and sweet. My favorite renditions of our national anthem - on this the eve of the anniversary of our independence.

The fabulous Take 6.

I found this one today and it is now a fave - absolutely spectacular performance by the combined Armed Forces Choirs to open Super Bowl 39.  How lovely that this particular Super Bowl was played by the New England Patriots.

And the incomparable, gloriously talented Jennifer Hudson - at another Super Bowl. I remember reading about this one in particular - she performed it live, which most don't. And it was just 3 months after her mother and brother were murdered. 

And for pure talent in such petite packages...for me this is the best one of all. Sung so perfectly and with such feeling by the littlest ones among us.

 

Friday
Jul022010

Happy Man

These are the hands of a happy man.

A man thrilled with his birthday gift - a special-order Smith & Wesson "625" .45 ACP, the Jerry Miculek edition. This is a 6-shot monster and we had a blast (sorry couldn't resist) having The Oracle use it for the first time this afternoon.

This is not a dainty firearm - not. at. all.  I tried it and it does shoot very smoothly; whisper trigger and despite the caliber, very little recoil. Which is likely due to the fact that the overall mass of this weapon is quite beyond substantial. Empty it's heavy; fully loaded it really is a beast.

The Oracle has already cleaned it twice - once before to get all the factory grease off and once after. Fastidious is his middle name when it comes to his weapons. Mine too for that matter - I truly enjoy cleaning them.

The Oracle has not stopped smiling since we picked it up from the gun dealer last night.  I believe he probably dreamed about it - I suspect he may have slept with it under the pillow. :-)

This was a great start to the long weekend - hit the tactical range for some self-defense practice. We love shooting and I love this part the best.  Just The Oracle and I - we had the range entirely to ourselves on this gorgeous afternoon; no one to bother us or make us feel like we had to rush.

Just us, a few well-placed silhouette targets, plenty of ammo and the desire to shoot straight and true.

Which could be a metaphor for living a good and decent life - straight and true.