I will not write on the wall_Amana

Note to Self.  
Note to File. And who hasn’t relied on the notes we stick to the refrigerator door, relying on magnets to hold up their end of the bargain, trumpeting our scribbled message, “Get Milk”. Whatever its ilk, each and every note dutifully serves as a trail marker, virtual bread crumbs reminding us to remember something later.

broken bridge

Notes are limber. Some of them aren’t written with anyone particular in mind at all, but that doesn’t mean they are any less, well, noteworthy. “Bridge Out” is an excellent example of a general note with specific impact for anyone who reads it. Who among us couldn’t use that little bit of news before we go coming around the mountain when we come?


Notes can be enduring. They mark our human passage. They function as tangible ambassadors of what seems important enough in the moment to prompt us to jot them out and then, send them along. My experience is people remember when a note arrives. I do. And we keep them. And sometimes, they get kept for a very long time.


Notes are personal.

Many of the notable ones get slipped into lunch bags or in my case, a shirt pocket – only to be discovered while getting dressed my first day apart in a faraway place. Seems to me the real value of our notes has little to do with the price of the stationery. Whether they’re written on a post-it note, the back of an envelope or being pulled behind a single-engined plane, the real value of our notes has everything to do with what they say…and the person who said them.


Notes are versatile. Sometimes we don’t even need paper. Relying on multiple sources, permit me to compile a synopsis of what I’m talking about:

Sitting alone in her room on the 14th floor of a Chicago hospital, Sharon Hart needed some cheering up. A week earlier the 48-year-old was shocked to learn what she thought was the stomach flu was actually Acute Myloid Leukemia – blood cancer.

She was subsequently rushed into chemotherapy and has been sick in hospital since.

Meanwhile, her 14-year old son, Will and his father, Gary, were on their way inside Rush University Medical to visit when they decided to first drive to the roof of the hospital’s parking garage to see the view of Chicago’s skyline. What they found was an opportunity in the freshly-fallen snow.

Will Hart on Channel 7 Chicago

‘I just kind of thought, ‘You know, it would be great to have my mom see this message.’ William told a local ABC reporter.

‘And so I started from there, and my dad was like, ‘What are you doing?’ I said, ‘I’m saying hi to mom,’ so he joined in and we went on from there. ‘

When her 14-year-old son, William, called the phone in her room, it was a case of great timing. ‘He said come come to the window, he was so excited,‘ Hart said.

Hi Mom Will Hart

However, when the two left the hospital around 10pm that night, they could feel the faces of many patients looking down at them, and decided the gesture wasn’t big enough.


‘Dad had the idea to write Gold Bless You All,’ said Hannah Hart, Will’s older sister.

‘But it couldn’t fit, so it says God Bless You, but it’s still something everybody could see.’

It was a message that touched the hospital from top to bottom – literally.”

Four things happened:

  • One. Hospital snow plow drivers reportedly made it a point of asking for specific confirmation before any of them would touch the message on top of the garage with their equipment. Excellent.
  • Two. The impromptu act of love gave patients throughout the hospital goosebumps, bringing many of them to tears at witnessing young Will’s display of impetuous courage.
  • Three. Now, throughout the hospital complex, Sharon Hart is known as “The Mom”.
  • Four. I took a cue from our young impulsive snow stomping note writer and wrote my own note, opened our pantry and slipped a note into the bowls of our electric mixer. My note may get kept (or not), but I guarantee you what I wrote will bring a quiet smile to my Beloved and be remembered long after the next batch of cookies.

So as you travel through your week this week, join me and do something noteworthy. Just keep it short and write it from the heart.

No refrigerator is required and magnets are optional.

Duly noted.



PS: My note to you…


Over the Rainbow/Simple Gifts (Piano/Cello Cover) – The Piano Guys





Shirley Temple


(née Temple; April 23, 1928 – February 10, 2014)

Shirley Temple Black, child star who became diplomat, dies at 85

(Reuters) – “Shirley Temple Black, who lifted America’s spirits as a bright-eyed, dimpled child movie star during the Great Depression and forged a second career as a U.S. diplomat, died late on Monday evening at the age of 85.

Black, who lured millions to the movies in the 1930s, “peacefully passed away” at her Woodside, California, home from natural causes at 10:57 p.m. local time, surrounded by her family and caregivers, her family said in a statement on Tuesday.

“We salute her for a life of remarkable achievements as an actor, as a diplomat, and most importantly as our beloved mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, and adored wife of fifty-five years,” the statement said.

As actress Shirley Temple, she was precocious, bouncy and adorable with a head of curly hair, tap-dancing through songs like “On The Good Ship Lollipop.”

As Ambassador Shirley Temple Black, she was soft-spoken and earnest in postings in Czechoslovakia and Ghana, out to disprove concerns that her previous career made her a diplomatic lightweight.

“I have no trouble being taken seriously as a woman and a diplomat here,” Black said after her appointment as U.S. ambassador to Ghana in 1974. “My only problems have been with Americans who, in the beginning, refused to believe I had grown up since my movies.”

Sources:;; (BY ERIC M. JOHNSON – Tue Feb 11, 2014 2:13pm EST) Photo: Shirley-Temple-9503798-1-402:

Single Fern



(September 8, 1922 – February 12, 2014)

Funnyman Sid Caesar dead at 91

(CNN) — “Sid Caesar, whose clever, anarchic comedy on such programs as “Your Show of Shows” and “Caesar’s Hour” helped define the 1950s “Golden Age of Television,” has died. He was 91.

A friend of the family, actor Rudy De Luca, did not know the exact cause of death, but said Caesar had respiratory problems and other health problems for several years.

Caesar became famous for “Your Show of Shows,” which went on the air in 1950. It lasted four years and was followed by “Caesar’s Hour,” which combined sketches, musical revues and situation comedy.

Both shows featured writers who became famous in their own right, including Neil Simon, Carl Reiner, Mel Brooks, Mel Tolkin, Lucille Kallen and Larry Gelbart. Woody Allen also contributed to Caesar’s comedy as a writer for one of his specials.

Brooks visited Caesar last night to say goodbye, De Luca told CNN.

Sid Caesar was a giant-maybe the best comedian who ever practiced the trade & I was privileged to be one of his writers & one of his friends,” Brooks tweeted Wednesday.”

He was married to Florence Levy for 67 years until her death in 2010. The couple had three children.

Asked by the Archive of American Television how he’d like to be remembered, he responded with six words. “I brought laughter to the world,” he said.


Sources:; ; and Photo (AP Photo./Wally Fong): sid_caesar_h:

Single Fern



(June 22, 1928 – February 13, 2014)

Ralph Waite, patriarch of The Waltons, dies aged 85

(The Guardian) — “Ralph Waite, who has died aged 85, worked as a social worker, Presbyterian minister, publicist and book editor before turning to acting and landing the part as patriarch of a struggling American family in the wholesome US television drama The Waltons (1972-81).

For nine series and more than 200 episodes from 1972 to 1981, as John Walton Sr – “Pa” – he was the quiet tower of strength bringing up a family of seven during the depression and second world war with his wife, Olivia (Michael Learned)…

Waite was born in White Plains, New York, the son of a construction engineer. He described himself as “a show-off, a dreamer, a storyteller” who was never taken to a play or concert as a child.

He served in the US Marine Corps (1946-48) and graduated from Bucknell University, Pennsylvania, in 1952, before working briefly as a social worker in Westchester County, New York.

After gaining a master’s degree from Yale University Divinity School, Waite became a minister with the United Church of Christ on Fishers Island and in Garden City, New York. Dissatisfied with what he saw as hypocrisy in the church, he left to become publicity director and assistant editor of religious books at Harper & Row.

Switching to acting at the suggestion of a friend, as his marriage went downhill and his drinking increased, he trained with Lee Strasberg at the Actors Studio and made his professional debut as the chief of police in a 1960 New York production, The Balcony. Broadway plays followed, including Blues for Mister Charlie (1964), which Waite and the cast reprised at the Aldwych theatre in London in 1966.

After his first film appearance, alongside Paul Newman in Cool Hand Luke (1967), Waite appeared in dozens of big- and small-screen roles. He played Slater, the slave ship’s sadistic third mate, in the television mini-series Roots (1977) and Kevin Costner’s father in the film The Bodyguard (1992).

Waite’s first two marriages, to Beverly Hall and Kerry Shear, ended in divorce. He is survived by his third wife, her son Liam, an actor, and two of the three daughters from his first marriage.”

Sources: ; Anthony Hayward, Friday 14 February 2014 15.14 EST and Photo:



SOURCES, PHOTO CREDITS and ATTRIBUTIONS: Banner Coastal Redwood Forest by Eric E Photography is used with permission.  Visit Eric and see his other work at: or

Read more about the message in the snow on the hospital roof (accounts compiled from multiple sources):

I will not write on the wall (Amana):; Broken Bridge:; thank-you-note-barack-obama:; thank-you-note-john-lennon:; love-notes25:; Will Hart on Channel 7 Chicago:; Hi Mom Will Will Hart:$daE2N3K4ZzOUsqbU5sYvkm_HECEmy9cvWMHc8uDVb6FB40xiOfUoExWL3M40tfzssyZqpeG_J0TFo7ZhRaDiHC9oxmioMlYVJD0A$3RbIiibgT65kY_CSDiCiUzvHvODrHApbd6ry6YGl5GGOZrs-%26CONTENTTYPE%3Dimage/jpeg;HT_snow_message_tk_140211_16x9_608: A message written in the snow on the roof of the Rush University Medical Center’s parking garage, Feb. 9. 2014. (Credit: Courtesy Rush University Medical Center); Over the Rainbow/Simple Gifts (Piano/Cello Cover) – ThePiano Guys:; Will Hart (Photo):


Will Hart

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About dan4kent

Born and raised in the Midwest, Dan lives in the Chicagoland area. With a grown son from a previous marriage, he has since built a committed relationship of 34 years with his partner Rick, the Love of his Life. Having written his whole life, he blogged the past 7-years because he has to write…he can’t help it. Know the feeling? There’s ‘good‘ to be found in all of it. “If all I do is leave someone (or something) better than I found them, then I’ve done my part. Thanks for letting me grace your screen, if only for a little while.”
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10 Responses to NOTES

  1. yearstricken says:

    Lovely thoughts.

    Although I am a minimalist and travel light, I save notes, cards, and letters: love on paper.

  2. wisejourney says:

    Note to self…it’s time to write more notes…just like we did before the internet 🙂

    • dan4kent says:

      Ah yes…back when innernet meant fishing with two of them – one inside the other. But all weak attempt at humor aside, what you say is true.
      There is real tangible power in the word, written by hand…I’ve taken my own counsel and followed your lead…I’ve written several of them this week. Feels good. Safe travels. Dan

  3. purplemary54 says:

    I write notes to myself all the time because I tend to forget things that aren’t music or TV trivia. I used to save every little note someone gave to me. But then I realized it’s not the note itself that matters as much as the sender or the reason for sending. Thanks for sharing that lovely story.

  4. ntexas99 says:

    Truly enjoyed every bit of this post, Dan, from the notes about notes, to the Piano Guys delicious rendition of Over the Rainbow, as well as the Passages memoriam notes, and, of course, the fact that you shared the story of the touching message from William to his Mom when she was in the hospital. Notes are one way we can form connections that touch our hearts, and stay with us.

    One of my favorite notes was one I received from my now-35 year old son. He wrote the note when he was about fifteen years old. It was a simple yellow Post-It sticky note, and all it said was “good cookies” with a smiley face and a big exclamation point. That’s it. Nothing huge and fancy, and nothing extravagant, but I still have that note today, and every time I hold it in my hands, I’m reminded of that spike-haired and tattooed young rebel with an attitude, and how he took the time to share a little love with his Mom. That note fills up my heart like a gushing faucet left wide open, splashing a little bit of happy in every direction.

    Your beloved will be feeling a bit of that overflowing happy when he finds your note in the stand mixer bowl, all because you took the time to jot down a note of appreciation, or love. Yes, our notes may be transient or even perfunctory, but some of them … some of them are golden. 🙂

    • dan4kent says:

      NTexas — So cool to read about your son’s note. While I deeply value every gracious thing you said about my offering this week, hearing about the post-it was golden. Gold in the heart, never more precious! Excellent! Travel in Kindness and Grace with the warmth of that love warming your shoulders. Be well. Dan

  5. katecrimmins says:

    I used to save notes and they helped carry me through a bad day. Sometimes just knowing someone loves you is enough.

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