Scott Legere (Ledge)
and his crew in the studio of
Bubba’s Network last night where we sat together for a two hour live radio show called:
a show for and about our Veterans.
Of course we were joined by the regular loyals there, Ace and GT
and oh how they Loved me!
It was a mutual love fest from beginning to end.
And quite the powerful night I will share with all who read and enter here.
From my now famous entrance which we give all props to my escort Paul, I did not see nor was told that in order to walk into this Bubba Network studio, one has to “step up” in order to walk across the room, then “step down” and into a chair where a microphone and huge table laden with screens and equiptment awaits.
Of course that is in the beginning where the stripping pole stands, yet who could see that as it is rather dark there, albeit the Christmas lights in the ceiling and flat screen T.V.’s on 4 corners of the walls near where our folks on air sit, and a few rather huge speakers line the sides of walls. Yet the lighting is rather dim, to cast the best light on computer monitors and I suppose to set the stage of comfort for those who fill the air waves.
Ledge was “live and on air” as we made our way inside, and that is about the time I made my grand entrance!
Being I was in my Jordans, I did manage to fly for a couple of seconds… right over that step in the air before landing with a thud on my face and body bounce… and of course getting the attention of my now favorite men and new 4 legged friends who came to see if I had lived through the moment!
I did live and managed somehow not to spill my coca-cola, and lept to my feet as though I am 11 years old and said,
“I am soo happy to be here” as I motioned Ledge back to his mic and made my way to my chair. Of course later in the show they did point out that I was on the Bubba the Love Sponge Show and studio and asked me to turn around and take a look telling them what I saw… It was then I realized a strippper pole was right before the step I missed.
Had I seen that I could have just grabbed it and launched myself into and across the floor into my seat!
We of course blamed Paul for not loving me and letting me know, for no tape being there as a warning, and I was feeling any moment that someone would tell me I needed to sign a release from ole’ Bubba for what I might say, think or do secondary to the fall and dim lights!
Yep sure enough, there was something to sign, but it is standard protocol it seems!
Oh we had a grand time, and they are a fine three guys who seem to love what they do.
What is not to love?
They are able to say what is on their mind with freedom of speech while stretching into the imaginations of folks from all over the world and push envelopes with talent and time while making others sound great with their talents and with sound.
YET, last night there was a reverence in the evening, a respect and a true camaraderie as we gathered. What I realized early on as I drove there was they too were in shock/trauma secondary to a death in the radio family.
They had lost a member of their “Bubba Army” and a friend just yesterday and were feeling many of the feelings that we were talking to Veterans about last night.
A sudden and unexpected loss had many of Bubba’s Radio fans, family, friends in the numbness of loss:
Colin G. Brady died yesterday, suddenly and unexpectedly.
He was found in his home alone after not arriving at the studio yesterday; many thought perhaps he had just overslept, yet he was found by a colleague of Bubba Network Radio. As we moved through the night and after the show, we talked about the numbness, feelings that were surreal and the uncertaintities of life.
The days ahead for those who knew this man well will be difficult as “the show must go on” and as each comes to grips with this reality and the details emerge and plans are made, and as each works from numb shock to coping with not seeing a regular face and listeners adjust to missing a voice that they usually look forward to hearing.
Our evening together allowed us to visit and hear from a Marine named Dan who talked about his service to our country; his Dad and the desire to serve his country since childhood.
The realities of war, the difficulty of coming home, and a message from his superior on coming back home that he and his band of brothers and sisters didn’t really get at the time.
“YOU will be in for the fight of your life”.
Words to soldiers about returning home after war.
Words to absorb now on the thoughts of what our Veterans and soldiers face coming home.
Yes, they are in for the fight of their life once they hit our soils again, as the old saying I have used for ever is never more true than those men, women, service animals returning home:
“who you are is not who you have been, you cannot go back there again”.
Those who have worn those Uniforms, have stood with weapons in hand, have fought for our country, and return home are forever changed by their experiences.
We have to help them understand that and to know that who we sent off to war is not who will return. War, sights, sounds, smells, tastes have changed them.
Much like loss, grief, trauma changes anyone at anytime and what was once known and normal now is strange and unfamiliar.
That was hammered home last night, it was said eloquently by those guests who called in, and the idea of how a soldier sleeps and where was crystallized, was driven home.
We listened, we talked, we heard;
we beared witness and we validated the honor of service along with the tragedies of war
and we do not have to agree or disagree on war, yet we need to Stand for those who serve, have served and or paid the ultimate sacrifice with respect, integrity, pride, and compassion.
We heard from Stan who has been an escort to the wounded Warriors on flights as they came home; who saw and was with those missing limbs, in horrific pain as they are flown here and there and stayed beside and for them along the way.
His is a story worthy of hearing, yet he didn’t not want to get beneath the armour he wears to prevent his heart from mixing in his brain; he maintains his distance from his pain.
He is filled with pride of his mission.
He wants us to know of the “salsa” sales that he is doing and that it is 100% profits for Vets!
and he says it is “fine fine fine”
YOU can order it at that link!
We listened to a woman named Christie in KY, who is doing remarkable work; her husband soon to be deployed once again, and we hold them UP and pray for his safety.
They are doing some awesome work for and about Veterans with great resources.
As Christie spoke, you could hear her love of family, her husband, her fears of what is yet to come as Officer Faulkner is soon to leave home again and she asked us to think of him and prays for his safe and soon return home. I had to at some point stop to give “props” to ROLLING THUNDER, an organization that so many know of who rides for those who cant’ and will never stop. Aas I told of Rolling Thunder, Christie jumped in and told of a friend that she met from Rolling Thunder and it once again filled the room with shared looks of the times we had talked of synchronicity for all you are to so many, including a 13 year old boy who did not think he would ever again ride a bike never less a Harley before death came for him, we showed him and provedd that dreams come true. Because of YOU. of the night and conncetions of spirit. THANK YOU ROLLING THUNDERIt was a night of telling it like it is, of keeping it real, of
and it was not lost on me that it was also a night of the Frosty Moon, and a spectacular moon it was!
I thank Ledge for inviting me to co-host with him, I thank so many for your emails and texts of support about his show and those who tuned in to listen.
And yes, I do agree that we need to do a follow up as it seems we have opened a dialogue and need to hear more from our Veterans, the men and women that are standing, have walked the walk and now need an opportunity to talk, to educate and to just “be” while knowing we are safe to be with.
Never ever walk into someone’s head or heart with muddy boots,
they’ve already been through enough.
Trust is hard to come by once you’ve been through all that a soldier has seen,
we must STAND and take care of them there and especially here.
Just think, me on Bubba the Love Sponge’s Network.
Oh goodness, what a night,
thanks boiis for a great night of
Walk in Beauty