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  • Writer's pictureDavis Young

If only I was a betting man.


Like many of you, I have been watching reports about the current Mega Millions (or should I say Billions?) jackpot. And, like you, I am still waiting to defy the one in three million odds of winning. Of course, it might improve my chances if I actually played the lottery vs. just watching from the sideline.


Let me switch gears now and transition to some different odds.


When my mother passed away at 94, she had been best friends with her best friend for 88 years, from the time they were little girls living next door to each other on Willard Avenue in Bloomfield, New Jersey. They weren't inseparable as each had a life of her own - husband, kids and other friends - but they always found their way back to each other. You can get long odds on a close childhood relationship lasting that many years.


There’s a whole lot of value in long-term relationships such as they had. It’s like going home after a lengthy journey and finding the basic pieces and players still intact and very much worthy of your continued attention and affection.


My son, Denny, has followed in his grandmother's footsteps when it comes to lengthy relationships with friends. Or perhaps - better put - lengthy relationships with people who, over time, have earned recognition in the best friends category. He has an amazing network of connections going back many years.


I was reminded of that this past Saturday, when we attended the celebration of life for Walt Smith, a fine man - who along with his late wife, Joy, raised a wonderful family with three offspring. Walt was an FAA senior staffer responsible for helping commercial aircraft navigate in and out of Northeast Ohio. Any of us who have flown a lot owe Walt a big thank you for keeping us out of the way of other planes, to say nothing of the bad weather that rolls in so often from Lake Erie.


Walt’s younger son, Steve, has been in Denny’s best friends category for 50+ years. They met as sports-loving little guys attending the former Sussex Elementary School in Shaker Heights. A large number of Denny’s childhood memories involve Steve and their joint shenanigans. Today, Steve lives in the Los Angeles area, where he and his wife have raised their own family.


But, Denny and Steve each travel enough that it’s never breaking news when I learn they are together. And, when that doesn't happen, there’s always the phone and texting. They are brothers and have been forever.


Like Denny, I have been hanging around with my own Steve Smith. In our case, that’s closing in on 70 years. We’ve been buddies since early high school. We even went to UNC together. After I moved to Cleveland 61 years ago, we still had that bond. I was in the Midwest and Steve was in New Jersey. I would get reports of his visits to my parents. He and my father, the West Pointer, loved to trade Army stories.


A funny thing happened along the way. New Jersey Steve married a Northeast Ohio girl and settled in a little over 30 miles from us. After all these years, we still stay in touch and socialize just like old times - except we don’t stay up as late as we used to.


So, there I am with 70+ years of history with New Jersey Steve Smith, my lifetime friend. And, Denny with 50+years of history with his lifetime friend, Steve Smith. Different Steve Smiths from different beginnings in separate communities, but forever etched into the Young family history.


What are the odds of that happening? You probably have a better chance of winning the Mega Millions Lottery.

 

DY: In Just a Few Words is a blog that comes out when something needs to be said or every Tuesday - whichever comes first. Davis Young is a communications professional who adds 50+ years of experience and perspective to issues of the day. His emphasis in DY: In Just a Few Words will be humor (a touch of sarcasm here, a pinch of facetiousness there...). Once in a while, he will touch on something a bit more serious - but hopefully not too deep or depressing.


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  • Writer's pictureDavis Young

Why do hospitals come alive at night?


2018 is the last year we had what I would call a normal Christmas. My hospitalization for something called congestive heart failure (think shortness of breath) two days before Christmas 2019 disrupted plans for multiple family members, even though I got sprung from healthcare jail late on Christmas Eve.


That was followed by a couple years of COVID. Christmas 2020 involved daughter, Tracy, and son-in-law, Keith, making a day trip to meet us at Crocker Park Mall in Westlake, where we enjoyed a lovely outdoor lunch of Subway in below freezing temps and quickly exchanged IKEA bags of wrapped gifts from a distance of six feet. Not to be outdone, 2021 saw actual COVID hit parts of the Michigan family, pushing our holiday celebration into January. Tracy was kind enough to leave a single two-foot tree decorated for our visit.


That gets us to this year.


Wham. Another round of congestive heart failure (actually my second in three months), but this time I at least made it until the day after Christmas. That delay was my final Christmas gift of this holiday season. I had avoided messing up Christmas Day and - if it all worked out right, which it did - I might get lucky and be out in time for New Year’s Eve. To this moment, I can still taste that wonderful prime rib dinner we had on New Year's Day. Talk about threading a needle!


Back to December 26… I waited patiently in the hallway to be taken to my bed, watching as the medical team scurried about to welcome me back. As it turned out, I was just one room away from where I had stayed during my late September visit. I knew exactly what the drill would be. Mostly a different team this time, but same old drill. And, one of the aides who had been so helpful last fall was actually on duty and very much on his game.


Recovery starts with resting as much as possible in the late afternoon to prepare for the good night’s sleep (ha ha) that will follow. You know you’re getting lots of attention - therefore good treatment - when the staff of one of the best hospitals in the world keeps waking you up during the night to make sure you are sleeping well. Lights on. Roommate coughing his head off. Sorry to bother you, Davis, but it’s time to check your vitals. Are you feeling o.k. tonight?


I was when I was sleeping, I would respond. Well before dawn, we would repeat this ritual. It creates a lifetime bond between patient and staff especially if the lifetime could be cut short for lack of sleep.


So now you know why Blog #115 was a bit on the brief side. I was resting up for today, Blog #116. Read it when you’re well-rested.


From your favorite blogger back to you, happy reading in 2023. Breathe well. I’ll keep you posted.

 

DY: In Just a Few Words is a blog that comes out when something needs to be said or every Tuesday - whichever comes first. Davis Young is a communications professional who adds 50+ years of experience and perspective to issues of the day. His emphasis in DY: In Just a Few Words will be humor (a touch of sarcasm here, a pinch of facetiousness there...). Once in a while, he will touch on something a bit more serious - but hopefully not too deep or depressing.


This blog is a product of DY Author & Speaker LLC. Feel free to quote content with attribution. Respond. Agree. Disagree. Share the content with your friends. Heck - even invite him as a speaker for your group! Enjoy!

  • Writer's pictureDavis Young

Like Santa, I am enjoying a little nap.


In honor of the holidays, I am taking a little "blog vacation" this week. See you next year (AKA next Tuesday)!

 

DY: In Just a Few Words is a blog that comes out when something needs to be said or every Tuesday - whichever comes first. Davis Young is a communications professional who adds 50+ years of experience and perspective to issues of the day. His emphasis in DY: In Just a Few Words will be humor (a touch of sarcasm here, a pinch of facetiousness there...). Once in a while, he will touch on something a bit more serious - but hopefully not too deep or depressing.


This blog is a product of DY Author & Speaker LLC. Feel free to quote content with attribution. Respond. Agree. Disagree. Share the content with your friends. Heck - even invite him as a speaker for your group! Enjoy!

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