oh, hey. so, who is bob gainey? i know i can google him or look him up on wikipedia. but, i'd rather hear or know it from you, and why such a great admiration for mr. gainey?
I can’t even begin to tell you how excited I am that you asked that.
Bob Gainey is a former NHL hockey player. He played for the Montreal Canadiens from 1973 - 1989; his entire NHL career. During that time the team won the Stanley Cup 5 times and he wore the C from 81-89. He is regarded by many as one of the greatest defense men the league has ever seen. He was inducted into the Hockey Hall of Fame in 1992 and had his jersey number retired in 2008. He acted as the General Manager for the Habs from 2006-2010.
I could go on with more hockey specifics but I don’t think that’s as important as answering the second part of your question.
It all began when he fired Guy Carbonneau in 2009 and took over as the interim head coach for the Habs (Not BECAUSE he fired Carbo, it was just the first time I got to see him behind the bench). Whereas most coaches tend to get extremely irate when things aren’t going well, he always seemed so calm and composed. I find that to be an incredibly admirable quality in a leader.
It wasn’t until after this that I learned of his incredible hockey career and more about his personal history. He lost his wife, Cathy in 1995 after a long battle with brain cancer. The two met when they were both teenagers. He was playing for the Peterborough Petes and she was an usher at the arena. Then in 2006, his daughter, Laura was lost at sea after being swept overboard of the tall-ship she was sailing on off the coast of Nova Scotia.
He overcame a great deal of loss and made something positive out of these experiences when he as his remaining children set up the Gainey Foundation - a non-profit organization that provides financial grants for art and environmental programs (Laura was very passionate about both).
Anyway, what it comes down to is that he is a hero to both the sport and team that I love who also happens to be a kind person. He is greatly respected and, although many have questioned his decision making as a GM, no one really seems to have a bad word to say about him as a person. He is very down-to-earth. To me he is the personification of humility, perseverance and strength of character, all of which are traits that I respect and admire.
Sorry to provide such a long and rambly answer. I get that way over my personal heroes :) Thanks for asking about something (or in this case, someone) that I’m so passionate about!
There was a time when I really clung to my art. I used to draw and sketch and paint and colour as if these things were the only things keeping me alive. It was very all-consuming, and my perfectionist personality demanded that every effort be as flawless as my level of skill would allow (preferably better but I often had to settle, recognizing the agonizing limitations of my ability to create the things I was so vividly creating in my mind).
Eventually, life got to be too hectic and all of that got left behind. Occasionally I’d pick up a brush or pencil and dabble here and there but it was rarely a serious endeavor and pieces were hardly ever completed.
And then, for an even longer while, these things stopped all together.
It is only now, as the bits and pieces of my life swirl in and out of my ability to grasp and comprehend, that I find myself turning back to creative outlets for relief. Except this time, the methodology is different. This time the medium, the canvas, the outcome, none of it is as important as just getting it out. Ball-point pens, loose leaf paper, felt-tip markers, cardboard boxes. Words, scribbles, unintentional self-proclaimed masterpieces scratched out on the back of a draft print-out.
I’m letting myself colour outside the lines for the first time. I’m reveling in imperfection and feeling satisfied with the incomplete. These snapshots of emotion are working wonders when it comes to all of the things I just don’t know how to say. Or at least, the things I don’t know how to say yet.
Releasing my inhibitions has been great for me creatively. Capturing the moment - extremely gratifying, if only emotionally. I wonder how it would work in the rest of my life.
I’ve learned that we don’t have to change friends if we understand that friends change and something that you do in an instant, can give you heartache for life. I’ve learned that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel and that either you control your attitude, or it controls you. I’ve learned that just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them too, doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have. I’ve learned that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you’ve had and what you learned from them, and less to do with how many years you have lived.
I’ve learned that it isn’t always enough to be forgiven by others, but sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
I’ve learned that you shouldn’t be so eager to find out a secret, it may change your life forever. I’ve learned that you can’t make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved, and the rest is up to them. I’ve learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don’t care back. I’ve learned that it takes years to build up trust, and just seconds to destroy it. I’ve learned that it’s not what you have in life, but who you have that counts. I’ve learned that you can keep going, long after you think you can’t. I’ve learned that our backgrounds and circumstances may have influenced our lives, but we are responsible for who we become.
Our Father, who art in GM place, hockey be thy name. Thy will be done, the cup be won on ice, as well as in the stands. Give us this day, our hockey sticks, and forgive us our penalties, as we forgive those who cross-check against us, lead us not into elimination, but deliver us to victory. In the name of the fans, Lord Stanley, and the HOLY CANUCKS, All my Relations...In Roberto Luongo We Trust
So, our fair city of Belleville is in the middle of a “seat belt blitz”. Y’know, where the police relentlessly pull over and ticket anyone who isn’t wearing one while driving. Because, y’know, apparently people (Many people, it would seem. Enough to justify blitzing like it’s going out of style) don’t wear seat belts.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, BOGGLES MY MIND
The fact that they even have to do this is simply baffling.
I guess to a certain degree I can understand that some generations did not start out driving when wearing a seat belt was the “thing” to do. I suppose you could play the “lifestyle changes are hard” card and people might sympathize. Of course, I’m not really sure how you argue your way around the fact that wearing seat belts became law back in the 70s, but good luck to you anyway.
I get that they can be uncomfortable sometimes or even a bit of an inconvienence, but is that really so much worse than being propelled through your windshield when you get into an accident? The OPP constable quoted in the article above says that hitting the dashboard in a 50km (Approximately 30 miles) per hour accident is the equivalent to hitting the pavement after jumping off a three storey building.
It’s NOT difficult, people. Unless you fall under one of the MTO exemptions, you have no excuse. Of course, if being violently ejected from your vehicle happens to be your thing then I guess you can just disregard this post entirely. After all, it’s your life. Smarten up, buckle up, end of rant.