Glenn Kubish

I got up and to the kitchen by 6:26 am this morning. It's now 6:48 am. What have I accomplished so far? Well, I don't know how much I have actually accomplished, but it is interesting to watch what I consume before breakfast. First job was to fire up the laptop and check Gmail, where there was a message from Shelagh, then sitting across the table from me, waiting. It was a link to a short video titled Danny MacAskill vs. San Francisco. Very cool, even if he shouldn't have blown through the intersection when there was a pedestrian in it. But, then again, I don't know who's got the right of way in SFO! Interesting that Remington would sponsor the video. Neat sound off the top. Then, put some tea on. While the kettle was  heating, it was back to the laptop where I learned from a quick Facebook check that Susan Hennig and Corey McDonald liked my post to the CTV Edmonton FB page about a recent Paralympic blog post. Then, a quick check of the blog readers...

( Quick Note From Me : This is an article written by Ottawa writer and friend, Margaret Baer-Opazo. It's about her cousin, the brilliant Patrick Anderson, the star of the Canadian men's Paralympic basketball team. But it's also about heroes and sons and figuring out who is worth looking up to.) In our cynical age of tainted athletes, doping scandals, and corruption, anyone watching the coverage of the 2012 Paralympics from London can see that disabled athletes have become our true heroes.  Huge crowds have been thrilled watching exciting performances by athletes showcased by the host British media as powerful and strong, “sexy” and “cool.” What the world is discovering now, my family has been watching for some time now. My cousin, Canadian Patrick Anderson, is widely considered to be the world’s best, most complete wheelchair basketball player.  Combining power, speed, pinpoint shooting, and vision, he is the LeBron James of wheelchair basketball,...