Hello everyone I am back again. It has been awhile. I have had some computer problems and I hope they are finally figured out(knock on wood). Yesterday was my 26th birthday. I must say I am starting to wonder how I use to think people over 25 were ancient lol. I had an awesome gift. I got to go to the Browns game last Sunday in Cleveland. It was truely a wonderful experience. I am still on an emotional high from it and will have pictures of it as soon as I can. I must say I was not prepared for the experience as much as I thought I would be as my legs became weak and I had a tear in my eye as I first seen the stadium in front of me. I could of gotten autographs but, I was not thinking at the time. I came in one of the Dawp Pound gates and I immedialty walked over to the Pound and stared at the field. I took a picture and one of the security guards came up and said, "Sir you can get closer if you want." I was shocked and too sever pictures from inside the pound. I had a truely awesome experince and it was more enjoyable the the other pro game I had been to. At this game everyone in the stand seemed like one big family. Living on every play and Celebrateing togther. I mean I was giveing and recieveing hugs and high fives from total strangers. All in all it was great. I will update again as soon as I can thanks for you patience.

Love and Friendship,

Stevie

I would usually wake up early when I was about 5 years old on the weekends to watch my Sat. Morning cartoons. But, I would make sure I got up early enough to pop in my copy of Superman I had taped off of the TV and had on hand to watch every Sat. I would sat there in my Superman Underoos with a red towel tied around my neck and a Superman T-shirt my dad had found at work and gave to me. I was red with the famous Superman "S" on it. I wouls watch the tape and then run around the living room pretending to fly. This is one of my earliest memories and now I get to see my son watch Superman and run around the room pretenting to fly in his Superman PJ's complete with velcro on cape. Christoper Reeve was my Superman. He was one of the first heros I looked up to. I did not see him a Christopher Reeve then or even a normal man I saw him as Superman. Much the same way my dad saw George Reeves. I grew up watching the movies and thinking that was what I wanted to be. I wanted to be a hero and fly around the world saving people. However this changed when I learned I could not fly. Well at least not outside a plane. I grew up and started to appreciate Mr. Reeve as an actor. Then in 1995 I saw on the News that my Superman was badly injured in a accident and may not ever walk again. I thought like many people he would fade away into the night. Never again speaking of truth, justice, or the American way again. However, Christopher Reeve was not ready to fade away. He appeared on television in a wheel chair and vowed to walk again and to help others in the same predicament do the same. I cheered him on. He started the Christopher Reeve Foundation in hopes of achieveing his goal. He gave and collected money for this foundation and had science looking for a cure. He became a proponent for Stem Cell research and made it an issue for the elections, it was even brought up in the Presidental debates last Friday. I thought for sure Christopher Reeve would walk and he was makeing progress toward doing so. But,This morning the Sad news broke the the Superman of my Generation passed away. Alot of 30 year olds flashed back to runnig around their living rooms with towels tied to their necks trying to be the next Superman. I am only glad we did no have to live up to the hughe shadow Mr. Reeve left outside of his role. In fighting a fight in which everyone is against you. In fighting to stand up for those who can't. I will miss you Superman.

Been a little bit since I have updated but, I have been busy. I have trained 2 people at work and helped train a 3rd but, it helped me get my promotion. The only down side is I have to work every weekend but, I think it is worth it since it will be an extra 20 dollars a paycheck since I get a raise and an extra dollar an hour on the weekend. I think I will like this position better. I went and seen Dominick recently and he is getting tall. He is too muck like his dada now because he is a Superman Fan. I got him alot of gifts for his birthday. I got him a Superman and Batman action figure which he loved to death, 2 puzzles, 2 coloring books, a pair of Pj's, GI Joe figures with a GI Joe movie, a Popeye DVD, and a Superfriends VHS movie with 3 episodes on it. I know i am forgetting something. He really like the Superman figure and was makeing him "Fly" around the living room. I liked it most though when he saw Superman standing on the Tv. he proceded to show me how to stand and said, "This Looks like I got a Job for Superman." He also told me he could not wait until he grew up so he could fly like Superman. e loved my visit but, the hardest part was when I told him I had to leave. He acted alot like me when I was his age. He said ok and went to the corner to be alone. He then sat down and I went and talked to him. He said he did not want me to go and started to cry. I told him I would see him again soon and I loved him and would call him too. He said that would be good as long as I go trick or treating with him. He told me he was going as peter pan. I told him I would be there. He gave me a big hug and said I love you Dada. I started to cry a bit at this point and decided I would hold off leaveing for a little bit and took him out for Ice Cream. He loved this and then I took him back gave him a hug and kiss and we said our goodbyes. I have done alot in my life but, the hardest thing for me to do now is to leave my little boy. Well thats all for now.

Love and Friendship,

Stevie

 9-11-2001

July 2004

Sorry it has been awhile since I have updated but, my work schedule has been hectic and I have just not been online much. I was meaning to do an update for the last few days but, have been a little depressed to do one. Sat. was Dominick's 3rd birthday and I could not make it to see him due to circumstances beyond my control. It is hard to believe it has been 3 years since I became a father and one the world stopped all in the same day. It is a hard day for me to try and relive. I remeber it all so clear. Me getting the call at 2 am telling me I was a father and me getting out of the shower and haveing another phone call telling me to turn the TV on and me watching in horror the 2nd plane crash into the building. The radio beign all news on my trip to Columbus and me waiting nervously to see my son for the first time. Then the thing that stands out the most is me seeing Dominick for the first time. I remember him opening his eyes. They were the most peaceful looking eyes I had ever seen. eyes that were not aware of the violence that was going on in the world. It has been 3 years and in a way the world has not changed. 9-11 was a wake up call for the world but, it has done no good. People still fight and argue. Countries still refuse to talk about peace with other countries and everyone is to worried about theirselves to worry about their neighbor. FDR once  said, "We have nothing to fear but, fear itself." That is true even today however, we can not let the fear rule us. People look at everyone here in this country like their neighbor is a terrorist even thought they may not be. We still judge people when 9-11 should of taught us not to. There were people at 9-11 who were judged as rejects by society who ran into a burning building and helped people out. They went in even when they relized they may not be back out. There were people who sacraficed their lives for others who, just the day before may of gave them a snobby look or cut them off in traffic. This world can be a better place we just have to work on loveing each other. I also want to encourage everyone to let the family and love ones know how much they mean to you. I heard a story once and I think it fits in here. One day a husband and wife have a fight over some stupid issue like him forgetting to take the trash out or something like that. They go to bed mad and pretty much do not talk to each other for the rest of the night and if they do it is generally a continuation of the arguement. The next morning they get up for work and they still are not talking o each other and they leave without saying a word towards each other. But, in the back of each others mind they think well there is always tonight and hey whats better than makeup sex. They husband makes it to work and gets to his desk and sits down and stars looking out his office window. He picks up his phone and he dials his wifes number. "Hi honey I just wanted to say I L......" the phone goes dead at this point because so crazy man who is mad at the world flew a plane into his office building. This may or may not have happened but, it gets the point across. Let everyone know how you feel about them just because you may not get another chance to do it. I love you all my friends and readers online. Thank you for all the love you send my way. And last but not least I love you Dominick. The greatest thing that has ever happened to me.

Love and Friendship,

Stevie

There has been alot of contraversy with the Mens Gymnastics in the Olympics. Paul Hamm had one of the greatest combacks in Olympic history to win the gold. But, Olympic officals admit to a scoreing mistake and now the Korean who finish second says he should of won he gold. There was an article in the USA Today that said, "Hamm should do the right thing and give the medal back." After reading this article I could not believe what was said in it. Do the right thing the writer wrote. Ok I say hamm does the right thing and give back the medals if and only if the 1972 Russian Men's Basketball team gives back their gold medals after the infamous Do over game. Also if Roy Jones Jr. is awarded the Gold he was cheated out of and if the Japanese swimmer who won gold and used an illegal dolphin kick gives back the gold he won. My point mistakes are made and last time I checked there is no instant replay in the Olympics. Decisions are made on the spot and there are often missed calls. That is just part of the games. Now the rules state for mens Gymnastics that the judges decision is finial. Also the Koreans had a chance to point out the mistake but failed to fill out the proper paper work in the time required and missed their chance. The Olympics are about fair competion and the love of the sport. Not finger pointing and people jumping up and down throwing a tamtrum like a 3 year old. Paul Hamm won the event. He was given a score to beat by his coach and he went out and achieved that score. He showed what an Olympic champion was by getting right back into the competetion when he was considered no longer a contender. He put on a near perfect performance in the end to win it. You can not take that away from him.

Love and Friendship,

Stevie

Well a few people have called me a hero after last night but, I still only say I did what anyone would of done I hope. But, others are disagreeing and say my Overgrown Boy Scout Moniker fits even more. So I thought I would let my peeps let me know if what I did was anything special. I was at a friends house yesterday watching a movie, Butterfly Effect truely awesome people. Well while we were watching the movie I heard a pop then crash very close togther and not too far out the window. I looked out and saw a few cars cominig around the corner slowly and a few that just kept driveing. Then I looked across the street and thought I saw a car resting in a pole like it hit it but was not sure from the angle. I told the friend I am going to check if something happened. I went down the stairs and saw that someone did wreck and I yelled up to my friend to call the police and notify them of an accident with possible injuries and I was going to walk down and check out if everyone was ok. It only took me like 30 seconds to get there but when I got there there was a group of people on this small hill looking at the car and the someone said, "I think she is haveing a seizure." Well, I looked around the car and saw a woman on the grounds half under the car. She was haveing a seizure it looked like but I still was not a 100 percent sure. I did not have my belt on for some reason and I asked if anyone there had a belt to put in her mouth so she did not bite her tounge off. This one gentleman had one and I ran over next to her and knew she was haveing a major seizure. Her eyes were rolled into the back of her head and her teath were clenched tight. She was still shakeing and her teeth were clenched tight and I could not get them apart without more damage. But, as I was checking out the situation she started to change color and was haveing difficulty breathing. She got purple really quick and time seemed to slow down to me. and I knew I needed to do something. So I took one hand and held her head still. I then tilted the head back gently with my other hand just slightly hopeing to open up and airway. It worked and she began to breath again. She was still in a seizure and I took the belt and got it between her teeth as she was opening her mouth for breath. The seizure stopped and I took the belt out to help her breath.At this time I was smeeling a smoke/fire like smell and had one of the gentlemen there reach into the car and put it in park and turn off the igningtion. It was not running but, I thought better safe than sorry. Her eyes were dialated and for a min or too then she woke up and was in shock she started to sit up and I told her to lay there she was just in an accident and help was on the way and she was ok. She did and here eyes stayed dialated and she stared into the distance it seemed. Then the police got there and said we need a medic. but, they kept me where I was and the took care of traffic. I was so wanting out of the situation. But, I stayed none the less. then a min later a medic got there and said to  me, "Tell me you did not move her out of this car." I answered truthfully that she was out of the car when I got here and I told him she was haveing a seizure. He seemed pissed that I helped because he next said, "How do you know she was haveing a seizure?" I told him her symtoms and he said she did have one then and I then told him everything that happened.Durning this time she woke up again and started sitting up saying where am I scared. I held her down and the told her she was ok the medics were her and to just lay there concertateing on her breathing and she did.  He then asked how long she had been grasping for breath and I told him not more the ten seconds which a few of the onlookers agreed to. I then let him take over with holding the neck and he thanked me for what I did and then I stepped aside to the background. The police took statments from a couple and me. I told them I did not see the accident but, did write down everything that happened. The couple and I said good bye to each other as I asked them what happened. The told me what the saw and then they told me I did a good job and that I probably saved that lady's life. I did not know what to say so I said the first thing that came to mind. Well, it was nothing, I was doing what anyone would do. I was actually surprised at this point I was able to remeber everything I did from Boy Scouts first aid classes. It had been a good 10 to 15 years since I had used any of that info in a mock situation. I then told the medics and police good bye and then one female oficer thanked me for my help and reinterated the fact I may have saved that ladies life. I still feel like it was not me who did it even thought I know it was. But, I do find it weird that one of my last post was about, if it was easy for Superman to do what he does. If it was second nature or if he forced his self. I guess in a way I got my answer from this experience.

Love and Friendship,

Stevie

I am often told I have a Superman complex in that I feel i have to help everyone and save every body. But, this time in order to save someone I have to do something I don't want to do. I can help someone save their life. But, in order to do so I have to go and break a promise I made. This promise was made before some recent events at a time when this person really did not have a problem. But, now the problem is there and I have to put aside my promise to save this person. My buddy Joe's mom recntly passed. he has been haveing a hard time with it. Such a hard time he has taken a LOA from work and has gone to some thearpy groups per works advice. Well along time ago he thought people were out to get him and make him stop drinking. He asked me to promise him that no matter what I would not be part of an intervention or make him go to a hospital. Well I did not see a problem then so I promised him. Well when his mom died he turned straight to booze. Add to that the pills he has been perscribed and the fact that he drinks with them means there is a problem a big problem. I tonight told he going to a hospital for help would be  the best thing for him right now. I am sure he has forgotten that I promised but, I have not. I am doing something that goes against everything I have ever believed. I have to sacrafice what I believe for what is right. I know it is worth it in the end but, I can't help but hate myself for it. Well I gotta go now. Kendra I will get the DVDs back ASAP. Things are really chaotic right now. Chat later.

Love and Friendship,

Stevie

Well my schedule is usually pretty much set from month to month and rarely changes. Well, My buddy Joe at work is takeing a personal LOA. Well that has made mine change. So far I do not know how bad. Mostly it will involve my scheule changeing around hours wise. Hey no complaints here I hate getting up at 3:30 Am. But it will be a diffcult change for a little bit my hours will be all wicky wacky for a little bit. This week has been somewhat ok with a few money exceptions. I am not sure how I am going to go 2 weeks on the .94 cents I have to my name until the next check but, I will manage somehow. I have just been trying to find a niche into my life again. Trying to find that happy medium where I am happy and such. Well, this is all I have time for I will update again soon.

Love and Friendship,

Stevie

Well I did something unusal this week for me. I did the unthunkable. I was late for work not once but twice. This is very unusal for me. I am always there on time. I also missed a day this week. I don't know what has gotten into me. It has been hard to fall asleep as usual for me but, It seems even harder to get up in the morning. I think I will chaulk this up to the gravational pull of the moon. Well Everything is different. I changed the background to one I found and had on my original page awhile ago. I then thought my Browns Bulldog needed a bit of a make over to fit the theme. So I went for the Bret Hart Pink and Black look. I think he looks mean enough. It was alot of work to get him that way and I thank god for Paint. Well I got my Xbox and picked up a game for it. That is where I have been most ofweek. Add in the fact I have spent some time with a person of the female persuasion (she's not a GF) and my usual busy chores and work and my time has been limited. Well I will update again. I need to try to get to bed at a decent hour tonight. I am going over to the girls house (her name is Lyn) and makeing some Taco Pizza for her and her friend and her Fiance.

It is almost here. The begining of the NFL season. I know it is just training camp but, hey it is better than nothing and I should know. I am a big Browns fan. I always say I was born a Browns Fan and will die a Browns Fan. I grew up watching the belevod Browns and the rabid Dawg Pound. The Kardiac Kids were my first love. Wining every game in the last minutes, something they still seem to do with regularity. Cleveland was the home to alot of football history and inventions. for istance the Browns were named after Paul Brown their first head coach. Mr. Brown used a system that is known as the west coast system today. It was adapted by many of his assistant's and grew from there. Also the Face mask was invented in Cleveland by Paul Brown to protect  Quarterback Otto Grahams broken nose. Cleveland is not known for winning superbowl after superbowl today but, Back in the 50's and early 60's they did nothing but win championships and went to the playoffs 12 of the first 13 years as a franchiseand winning 7 championships in that time. In fact in their first 46 seasons they posted just 12 losing seasons. Cleveland was also part of the first Monday night Football game as they hosted and beat Joe Namath and the Jets. Growing up I had a favorite player like everyone. Mine was OLB Clay Matthews. He was great and when I began playing I even wore his number 57 when I became a LB. But my whole world cam crashing down in 1996 when Art Model announce he was moveing the Browns to Baltimore. I did not know what to do. My dad and I were heartbroken. I mean we bleed Orange and Brown for cripes sake. We both seemed to act like we would if someone died. We enjoyed every minute of the last season in Cleveland even though it did not turn out as good as it should of with the team and coaching staff distracted by the News of the Move and the fans trying to keep them in Cleveland. But, in the end the season and the Browns came to an end for us. My dad and I tried to find new teams but, it did not work out for wither of us. I picked Green Bay with a history as rich as Cleveland. But, in the end my heart was not into watching football anymore. The only football I did watch was college. I was just not interested. The in 1998 while watching Sportscenter the greatest new I had heard in a long time was read out loud. Al Learner had recieved the rights to the New Cleveland Browns Franchise. The Browns would be back in 1999. I ran to tell my dad who was on his way to tell me. We both blurted out the Browns are back. Then in 1999 the first gleam of the Orange helmet with the Brown and White stripe hit the TV for the first time. Then football was back for me. I could not get enough. My interest was back. My browns were back. I even got so bad that when Dominick was born I went right out and got him a Browns Jersey. It was a little big but her grew into it. Now he is becomeing a Browns fan like me and he has several great Uncles who are helping him be one. The Browns may not have won a Championship since 1964 but, they have won the hearts of many fans and no championship will ever equal the joy I recieved the first time I saw the Browns back.