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About Me
Ah, to condense twenty-five years into twenty-five words of less, well, maybe not.
F. Scott said, “There are no second acts in American lives,” well, most folks know that to be a load of bull.
Let’s see I have been a failed Reverend, a successful publisher, a respected editor, and a pretty good M&A entrepreneur. The first my love, the second and third my passion and last a way to make money. That surely constitutes more than two acts and perhaps even a mini-series on Lifetime. Yuck!
The last twenty years I have mostly spend my working life starting small independent newspapers. Think alternative, irreverent, socially conscious free rags.
I have been married to a wonderful woman named Susan for nineteen years. We have lived around the world and for years called NYC our home.
My offices were 11 blocks from WTC on 9/11. My attorney was on the 85th floor of Tower Two. She tragically was never found.
(Susan and I would have been on the 85th floor of Tower Two at 8 am on 9/13. So we were some of the lucky ones.)
For a year after 9/11 we soldiered on but our hearts and our city were badly damaged.
Our dreams before the attack seemed unimportant when stacked beside the real awareness of how short life really is.
Someone once asked Billy Graham what he had found most amazing about life?
He answered, “Its brevity.”
So, we have become “drop outs.” We have traded Gucci for Wal-mart and Manhattan for a farm in rural Alabama. It is very much Green Acres. (Organic garden, 2 horses, 5 goats, 2 dogs, 4 chickens and I have no idea how many cats.) Susan has an earth-friendly store and greenhouse; I spend much of my time writing things that no one ever reads (except those who are kind enough to read my rants without thinking I have truly crossed the line into lunacy).
It has taken me the better part of the last twenty-five years to fully forgive myself (and some others) for my final days in The Way.
Of course finally finding a Russian doctor and a French psychiatrist I am fine, really. The doctor assured me, “Smoke, drink, enjoy, what’s it going to do kill you?” The frog intoning a motto of, “Wrong? There is no wrong!"
Ok, I’m kidding.
I am very happy to see so many people I once called friend here on this site and doing well.
If I have offend, hurt or betrayed any of you I am sorry and ask your forgiveness.
It is my wish to connect as best I can and share whatever I have with everyone here.
Typing this now I also ponder, what is the next act?
To all of you I say, I am okay. How are you friend?
Love to all,
B
“No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were: any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.”
John Donne
Music I Like
Charlie Parker
Billie Holiday
Ella Fitzgerald
Chet Baker
Dean Martin (Really he was great!)
Tony Bennett
Nat “King” Cole
Most songs by Johnny Mercer
The Beatles (of course)
The Rolling Stones
The Beach Boys (Pet Sounds)
The Chieftains
Van Morrison
Songs and Bands that should never be heard again!
Stairway to heaven
Muskrat Love (What was that all about!)
Ben
Anything Michael Jackson, Wings, Lite Rock, Hair bands and Rap (Why did they leave the C off of the spelling?) Well, maybe that song about, “Sipping on Gin and juice, with my mind on my money and my money on my mind.” I mean, really, it is so culturally relevant.
Now that I have started this list I know it is a fool’s errand.
Comments
I never could think of you as a "failed reverend". You were successful in my eyes. I remember you made an impression on me at one of the Heartbeats! And I think you were in Houston or Dallas for a Limb meeting and I got to meet you. Anyway thanks for your stand!
What is your email address. There is something I'd like to send you.
Thanks, good brother,
Lonnell
But, you and JP have the same syndrome, ha ha
I think you both look great.
I did give JP your info. I just spoke to him 2 x today. I will remind to shoot you an email, ok.
Bless you big!!
Shari
Better late than never. Hope you had a great one...DB
I once heard him speak in toungues in perfect Spanish one night. That is when I began suspecting he was not "one of us". I think his real name is Elodio something.
I don't want him deported. Let's be fair and balanced. Wait until we go on the cruise. We will be gracious by leaving him behind in Cozumel where I know he will fit right in and feel at home.
I truly do owe you that dinner and do not mind if you use my card but I would rather be there with you so please wait.
Meanwhile as a gift to you, please register this social security # to begin collecting social security benefits from an older person who no longer needs it. Just tell them you are Davis Crowell, Social security # 300-72-7654.