TROML Baby… The Rest of My Life Used in Real Life, Part 2…

We all use the phrase “the rest of my life.” How do you use it?

Here are some examples and what they mean to me:

Have a TROML Day Today!

Anonymous Andy

Your Personal Revivalist

 

“Now that I reached the point of self-acceptance, the question at hand was whether or not I would transition and live the rest of my life as my true self.”

What a transgender woman and father of three children realized at age 63.

An honest acceptance of self is the first step to a fearless life.

 

“Workers who volunteer feel like they have more balance between work and the rest of their lives…”

What 700 workers studied said that is counterintuitive to what most people expect.

Volunteering is a way to free ourselves from ourselves and become less selfish and egotistical.

 

“You trusted me and I broke personal and professional morals that I will regret for the rest of my life.

What a 26-year-old former eighth-grade teacher said when sentenced to 10 to 50 years in prison for first-degree criminal sexual conduct with a 13-year-old student.

The rest of my life is a long time for both the victim and the criminal. Let’s hope the victim recovers as best she can and the criminal uses his teaching degree to help a lot of people behind bars that need to be educated as the judge suggested.

 

“I have always seen myself spending the rest of my life with a man who shared some interest in debating current events, discussing a good book, or even volunteering together.”

What a girlfriend said of her boyfriend of three years when asking if she was asking too much.

Honesty, good communication and a desire to plan together and execute the plan together are keys to a good relationship.

 

“I have had enough of slipping and slipping on snow-covered icy ground and streets to satisfy me for the rest of my life.”

What a man said hoping that this snow storm was Old Man Winter’s last hurrah.

There is always hope no matter what the situation is and it is always best to attach oneself to that hope!

 

“Blinded by my desperation to conceive, I ignored the implications of hitching my wagon to a guy for the rest of my life.

What a 41-year-old woman thought before she went it alone and then found the right man later on.

It is not selfish to fearlessly pursue, when felt, a basic instinct in life as long as you do it responsibly.

 

“It’s something I never really expected but something I will treasure the rest of my life and pass it on to my siblings.”

What a 91-year-old Congressional Gold Medal recipient said after being awarded the highest military honor for a civilian 70 years after the fact.

An overwhelming sense of gratitude that comes from the inside-out, no matter the situation encountered, is perhaps the finest character trait to possess in life.

 

“If I would have had an abortion I would have regretted it for the rest of my life.”

What a woman thought when she learned she was pregnant and her husband filed for divorce and her family encouraged her to terminate the pregnancy.

Always best to choose life so that you can live the rest of your life in a healthy manner especially if impacting someone else’s TROML too.

 

“I didn’t want to keep talking about that for the rest of my life.”

 What a successful game show contestant and viral celebrity said to the publicists and PR firms.

Does success really have to change the rest of your life? NOT!

 

“I can do so much more than rap with the rest of my life.”

What a rapper said when considering his entrepreneurial ambitions beyond music.

One thing leads to another in the pursuit of the rest of one’s life.

TROML Baby… The Rest of My Life Used in Real Life, Part 1…

We all use the phrase “the rest of my life.” How do you use it?

Here are some examples and what they mean to me:

Have a TROML Day Today!

Anonymous Andy

Your Personal Revivalist

 

“I just thought, ‘This is what I want to do for the rest of my life… This is what I was meant to do,'”

What an Educational Specialist said 15 years ago when she started to volunteer at a wildlife preserve.

  Expressing gratitude on finding your role in life.

 

“Farming is in my blood, so I’m going to keep on doing that for the rest of my life.”

What a passionate future farmer said while studying farming in school.

Acknowledging one’s heritage and expressing a commitment to carry the family tradition forward.

 

“I know I have the rest of my life to spend making you learn how to do the laundry.”

“I have the rest of my life to train you to turn the lights out in the house.”

What a wife and husband said to each other.

Realizing no marriage or relationship is perfect but love endures and can make the imperfect perfect.

 

“I wrote of my newfound attitude, and promised to feed “his birds” for the rest of my life.”

What a now grown-up man said to an old dying man in making amends for killing one of his birds in youth.

Making amends sets us free as well as other people too.

 

“So I decided that the angsty anthems of mid-2000s emo would be the soundtrack to the rest of my life.”

What an 11-year-old said beginning Middle School that was no longer true when she finished.

Realizing our dreams and commitments made for the rest of our lives sometimes change.

 

“Check the report below to see if you won $1000 a day for the rest of your life.”

“‘I’d seen the commercials and thought that winning $1,000 every day for the rest of my life sounded good. It was the first ticket I bought for that game.”

“What a Lucky for Life” lottery winner said after winning.

Realizing a very personal expression is also a very commercial promotion.

 

“It’s not like it’s going to follow me around for the rest of my life or anything.”

What the comment was that was said by a celebrity at the Oscars?

Realizing once words are out of our mouth they may or may not follow us around for the rest of our lives.

 

“Sure, I’d remember them for the rest of my life. But weren’t they really just sentimental?”

What a teacher said about personal narratives while reporting that journaling, or self-expressive writing, is scientifically proven to be good for you.

Getting to know yourself, anyway you can, is a good thing!

 

“I did not want to end up a cable monkey for the rest of my life.”

What a techical journalist said while recounting his career journey.

Fear, sometimes, is a good motivator leading us to becoming who we are supposed to become.

 

“I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life being that guy who played Superman.”

What an actor said while explaining why he turned the role down.

How we rationalize decisions becomes part of who we are.

 

 

September 11th Memorial, Mom & Me…

The National September 11 Memorial Museum.

The National September 11 Memorial Museum.

I recently visited the National September 11 Memorial and Museum. Some dates are forever etched in our memory. Some things take time to absorb, process and feel even though our minds and bodies want to automatically react in the moment. Once we have the time and the growth associated with that perspective of time, we see that there is time before and after these historic dates. Dates like that of our birth and September 11, 2001.

For me the date that can’t be separated from September 11th is September 10th of the same year. My mother passed about ten hours before that first plane hit the North Tower. I was with her with two sisters and it was a beautiful though sad experience. I remember my sister telling her that it was okay to go and  her trying to audibly relate what she was seeing. My father had passed unexpectedly too eight years before in 1993 so I felt alone in the world. The next morning we were at the house getting ready to go to the funeral parlor and my brother-in-law called to say turn on the TV. I did just in time to see the second plane hit the South Tower and watched with horror as the towers came down. Though I saw I did not relate to the loss of life at the time as it seemed that my life was lost. Maybe that is how you felt or will feel when both of your parents have passed too?

Mom & Me holding a picture book she made for me recalling all my life's special family memories!

Mom & Me holding a picture book she made for me recalling all my life’s special family memories!

I was and will always be my Mom’s 6-foot 3-inch baby!

It took me three to six months to realize and grieve for the loss of life on September 11th, at the World Trade Centers, at the Pentagon and that field in Pennsylvania. I remember that first attack in 1993 that claimed six victims. Maybe that was the first time in my life I really wondered why someone would do something so terrible to innocent people. What were they thinking and how did they come to think like that? Now it seems there is terror all over our world even some right here at home in our schools and movie theaters.  How is this all happening?

Like the building of this magnificent Memorial and Museum, some things take time, longer than we expect or think we can endure. But once built, once addressed, the process eventually works and we get it right. They did get it right, as close to perfection as can be, with the National September 11 Memorial and Museum. That ’11’ represents the two towers and they are still standing in my mind. The 2,995 heroes, alphabetically from Gordon M. Aamoth, Jr. to Igor Zukelman are still loving and inspiring in my mind. There are many things left in my mind and heart and other minds and hearts that I meet to share and to act on while we are still here living on this earth.

Smiling, it was a beautiful day to be alive and in lower Manhattan to visit the National September 11 Memorial and Museum.

Smiling, it was a beautiful day to be alive and in lower Manhattan to visit the National September 11 Memorial and Museum.

I didn’t know what to expect as I walked onto the Memorial Plaza. I was a little disoriented. Coming from mass at St. Patrick’s Cathedral I missed my subway stop and ended up in Brooklyn. Once back in Manhattan I walked around the construction site with many others until I found the right approach to enter. Like others, I was naturally drawn to the side of the pool in the footprint of the South Tower. I saw names inscribed in the bronze parapets protecting me from falling into the waters rushing down the 30-foot waterfalls. The water continues to a smaller center void and disappears. I stood there and noticed some of the yellow roses placed by those heroes whose birthday was today. I thought about life and death and how most people wake up on the day they die thinking it will be another day like the one before. My thoughts were not of terror but of respect, honor and admiration for the people whose names were inscribed on this Memorial. I did wonder why was the museum underground. Doesn’t this water lead us to a darker, colder place than this beautiful sunny and warm day? Don’t we place things on high that we admire? I didn’t get it then but a few hours later I did and I am grateful I did, it made me more human and alive.

The opening video takes you back to September 11th and your visit to the Memorial and Museum begins…

The opening video takes you back to September 11th and your visit to the Memorial and Museum begins…

As fate would have it, it does always work out for me, I waited in line less than 10 minutes and bought a ticket for the 1:30 entrance group which was only 15 minutes away. I would highly recommend buying your tickets online, in advance, when you go if you can better estimate your schedule than I can. My first reaction after entering the shaded doors to the museum was one of anger and hatred. The first thing I saw was a security checkpoint like the ones in airports. I don’t want to prove to anyone I am peaceful and I don’t want to think that anyone else will want to terrorize me and need to be screened before I associate with them. But the feelings pass quickly and I smile as I begin to partially disrobe and chit chat with the attendants.

The opening video is not to be missed. I went around and saw it for a second time. It took me back to September 11, 2001 and I knew today would be the day I fully experience that tragedy and the hope and inspiration associated with it. I felt whole, as if my Mom and Dad were with me too, along with the whole world actually. It is a place, like Ragtime’s at the beach, where you can show up alone and feel like you are with everybody. The staggered entrance times are necessary and create an ongoing flow of people passing through the museum. much like the water flowing in the pools above. Though unlike Ragtime’s, it is a somber affair, though joyful in a quiet way as you feel proud to be an American and proud to be human like the people who responded to help those hurt or killed in the tragic events of September 11th.

The Freedom Tower, the new One World Trade Center, is the skyline pointer to find the Memorial & Museum.

The Freedom Tower, the new One World Trade Center, is the skyline pointer to find the Memorial & Museum.

The video takes place in a barren, stark and simple theater of light wooden seats and sleek metal railings. The introduction is brief and the video is entitled Facing Crisis: America Under Attack. It is a melody of our leaders on that fateful day- Secretary of State Condoleeza Rice, President George W. Bush (No. 43), New York City Mayor Rudy Giuliani and others as the events of the day unfold. Giuliani witnessed one of the 2,955 dear souls leap to their death and knew early on that Father Judge, the Chaplain of the New York City Fire Department, was the first fatality. His heroic leadership emerged from realizing this was beyond anything ever experienced before and that he would have to rely on people and the human spirit to figure it out as they went along.

There was concern that the U.S. military had shot down that plane in Pennsylvania after the order was given to have F-16 pilots shoot down any civilian plane that was unresponsive to their commands. This was before anyone knew about alphabetic Hero No. 153 out of 2,955 Todd M. Beamer gave his order “Let’s roll” aboard Untied Flight No. 93.  President Bush, elected with no campaign debate of such an event, became a wartime President early in his first term. His comment “life is that way, you have to deal with things that you don’t want to deal with,” stuck with me. How many times do we fail to accept reality, turn to alternatives that placate us, or worse yet cause more harm, instead of dealing with the core issue? I know I have done that lots of times in my life.

Like I said the opening video was so riveting, so informative I went around and saw it a second time.

Two tridents guard the entrance to the Museum with the new Freedom Tower beyond.

Two tridents guard the entrance to the Museum with the new Freedom Tower beyond.

From there, the tour of the Museum and Memorial is all downhill. First past two tridents from the North Tower. The tridents are the steel columns that were anchored in bedrock 70 feet below street level and rose the first five stories of the World Trade Centers. Their name trident comes from the three prongs that they branch into at the top. What I noticed as I walked down the stairs was the new Freedom Tower, the new One World Trade Center, a gleaming 104-story superstructure beyond the two tridents. Somewhat of a phoenix, rebirth from the ashes.

Soon on an on a ramp in a sea of people as we descend into the main Museum and Memorial. There are numerous artifacts, too many to include in this article but CLICK here to access the Commemorative Guide. I began to see the square outlines of the two towers below ground and tried to figure out the destination of the water from the waterfalls and void above ground. It came to me when I arrived at the lowest level and saw the exposed bedrock where the steel of the tridents had been sheared off. This was truly Ground Zero, this was the rock the original World Trade Center Towers were built on. Now it was the rock upon which a September 11th Museum to respect that day, and a September 11th Memorial to honor the 2,955 souls who perished, had been built. The water from above, was their spirit and the spirit of all that is good in the world, flows down through the heart of these two footprints in our lives. I am not afraid of terror. I live and rejoice in the light of the goodness of our world.

Although I did not meet anyone on my four hour tour I felt connected to all that were there with me that day. I noticed many pictures being taken but few selfies or with anyone in the picture. The subject matter and presentation made for a respectful manner by which all conducted themselves. From this point on photographs were not allowed.

The Last Column removed from the September 11 recovery site sits at Ground Zero of the Museum.

The Last Column removed from the September 11 recovery site sits at Ground Zero of the Museum.

I first went into the Historical Exhibit of September 11, 2001 in the footprint of the North Tower. The flow through the exhibit was along the timelines of the September 11 Attack and the Recovery at Ground Zero. What must have took evil people a long time to plan took professional fire  fighters and policemen and everyday people nanoseconds to respond too. The recovery began immediately. Good and the human spirit prevailed immediately and still does. I was moved by this exhibit, partially because it took me back to the night before, but fully because of how fellow human beings responded to such a horrific situation. I can only hope to be like one of those 2,955 heroes if given the opportunity.

I remember coming down to New York City to visit my college roommate. It seems like we would always go to lower Manhattan and go up on top of the South Tower. The North had an antenna and there was no way to get from the top of the South to the top of the North. Only French aerialist Philippe Petit did so, walking on a cable suspended between the not-yet-completed twin towers in August of 1974. It felt ironic to me that so many like myself could now walk as though free and on air from the North Exhibit to the South Exhibit. Somehow this Museum and Memorial takes you from the depths of Gotham City to the Heavens above to be with those now living an eternal life.

“No Day Shall Erase You From The Memory of Time” by Virgil, each tile is a different shade of blue for each of the 2,955 souls.

“No Day Shall Erase You From The Memory of Time” by Virgil, each tile is a different shade of blue for each of the 2,955 souls.

The memorial exhibition, In Memoriam, commemorates the lives of those who perished on September 11, 2001 and February 26, 1993. On the outside square corridor there are head shots of the 2,955 people from floor to ceiling. This is a big square, probably 75 feet on each side and 20 feet high it seemed to me. You feel immersed in this sea of humanity and it is hard to walk by without making eye contact with each face. Inside the square in a theater with seats on all four walls with two projections of the same here picture and bio on opposing walls. There you sit, facing other visitors, getting to know each September 11th person as their spouse or loved one tells you about them and you read and see the picture on the wall. The feeling of connection and community is unlike any other I have experienced in my life.

It is time to leave, find the subway and catch a LIRR back to my sister’s place in Lynbrook on Long Island. It is difficult to leave since there is so much good to absorb in the National September 11 Memorial and Museum. Though I saw most of the material I know there is so much more to process. Even though I knew no one directly connected to this tragedy, after visiting the Memorial and Museum I feel even more directly connected to its sustenance and spirit. I will be back to visit again sometime soon.

Happy Birthday John Talignani. We miss you dearly.

Happy Birthday John Talignani. We miss you dearly.

As I emerged to the light of day once again it is pouring rain outside. I see the tears of rainwater coming down the window behind the old tridents that salute the new Freedom Tower not as tears of sadness but of joy. I need to catch the subway to catch the train that leaves once an hour. I am back in reality and thankfully remember that I have a small umbrella in my backpack. Life is good, rain is wet and the air a bit cooler than before as I run out on the plaza past the yellow flower commemorating the birthday of Alphabetical Hero No. 2,676 John Talignani. I am not sure why but I sort of wave and smile his way as I hopscotch the puddles of rain water. Maybe it is because I feel like we are all connected, we are really basically all the same. Like water, we could be flowing in the Memorial pools or down the Mississippi or in the waves crashing on the shores on the Maine coastline. Hopefully we are not too isolated in small puddles for too long in our lives. Ultimately we are droplets waiting above to fall gently down upon this earth, perhaps as angels like those 2,955 souls of September 11.

Mom & Dad on Dad’s 59th Birthday, same year I graduated from high school. They were married nearly 48 years until Dad passed in 1993.

Mom & Dad on Dad’s 59th Birthday, same year I graduated from high school. They were married nearly 48 years until Dad passed in 1993.

In reality there is another significant date in our lives, along with our birth and September 11th. We are not going to live forever and that day will likely start as simply as the one before it. A kids playground song came to mind on the train ride out of the city. You know the one that goes like this- sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G, First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby. No expectations, time wise, but it would be nice when my sons sing that song to completion.

As for me, I am grateful to be alive, even for one more day. I love life and everyone that is a part of my life yesterday, today and tomorrow, or hopefully for all three time periods. I miss my Mom and Dad dearly and always will until we are united again. If I learned one thing those two days in September 2001 it is that life is too short and we can never love enough. Hopefully y’all know I love you because I do whether it is raining or not.

Have a TROML Day today!

Andy (-:

I love y’all.

I love y’all.

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Anonymous Andy

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In Memory of Andrea Sloan; A Beautiful Human Being…

Andrea Sloan, a beautiful human being inside any one that knew of her spirit in life!

Andrea Sloan, a beautiful human being inside any one that knew of her spirit in life!

God Bless Andrea Sloan as she not only battles for her life but also BioMarin. My 19-year old nephew died after battling cancer for 3 years. He was granted the use of compassionate drugs and one of his legacies is that he helped advance science to help those that come behind him. This is not a selfish request by Andrea, it is a sign of love for other human beings that she does not even know. BioMarin Pharmaceutical is being selfish in my opinion, if you have something that may help a willing patient I think ethically you have the responsibility to share it.   (Facebook Post with Link, Andy Reistetter, 9/28/13)

William Hudson’s article is below and below that is Andrea’s obituary. She passed on January 1, 2014 as an inspiration to all. There has not been a more beautiful tribute written, don’t miss it. I am sad that I was unable to meet her as I passed through Texas on my Journey to Olympic Golf but somehow I think I did and her inspiration inside me will surely never die.

In Cancer Drug Battle, Both Sides Appeal to Ethics

By William Hudson, CNN

All Credit given to William Hudson with gratitude!

Updated 5:38 PM ET, Sat September 28, 2013

Story Highlights

Andrea Sloan, 45, has ovarian cancer

She is seeking “compassionate use” of a new drug that’s not FDA-approved

Sloan says she’s willing to accept the risks

Andrea Sloan is dying of ovarian cancer. Having exhausted all standard treatment options, her doctors say her best hope now is a new class of cancer drugs called PARP inhibitors.

The California pharmaceutical company BioMarin makes one version of these drugs called BMN 673. Earlier this year, the company presented very early data on this experimental drug at a large cancer conference. Initial results in women with breast and ovarian cancer were encouraging.

Sloan says there are doses of BMN 673 sitting on shelves in the same hospital where she’s seeking treatment: M.D. Anderson Cancer Center.

But she’s not getting the treatment because the company is refusing to give it to her. That’s because this drug she wants is still in clinical trials, and the company says hasn’t been proven effective.

Sloan is a 45 year-old attorney in Austin, Texas, who has ovarian cancer.

Sloan is a 45 year-old attorney in Austin, Texas, who has ovarian cancer.

BioMarin points out that to date their drug has been tested in fewer than 30 patients with ovarian cancer like Sloan.

“It would be unethical and reckless to provide end-stage refractory ovarian cancer patients outside a clinical trial with BMN 673 at this early stage of development,” says company spokesperson Debra Charlesworth.

“If we did, we would be exposing an experimental drug to a large group without adequate testing. There have been previous circumstances where early access to large groups has resulted in adverse consequences that were worse than the course of the disease.”

But Sloan says she’s willing to accept the risks — to roll the dice now that her doctors have tried everything else they can to save her life, including multiple rounds of surgery, chemotherapy, and radiation since she was first diagnosed with cancer in 2007.

And her doctor supports her.

She has the help of a PR firm, working pro bono, to bring attention to her case, and a change.org petition for her cause has collected more than 150,000 supporters. It will likely be years before BMN 673 is on the market, but Andrea says she does not have that long to wait.

PARP inhibitors work by preventing DNA repair in cancer cells, and are thought to work especially well in patients with a particular gene mutation.

“One of the reasons she’s such a great candidate for PARP inhibitors specifically is because she has a BRCA mutation,” says Dr. Charles Levenback, Sloan’s oncologist at M.D. Anderson Cancer Center.

“She has a hereditary form of ovarian cancer, so we believe she has a much better chance of responding to PARP inhibitors than patients with a nonhereditary type of ovarian cancer.”

Levenback says Sloan doesn’t meet the eligibility requirements for any open clinical trials to the best of his knowledge. If she did, he would not be seeking compassionate use for his patient in the first place, he says.

BioMarin is conducting more clinical trials, but in breast cancer only, not ovarian cancer.

The standoff between Sloan and BioMarin raises the question: When should patients get access to experimental drugs?

Under “Compassionate Use” or “Expanded Access”, the Food and Drug Administration allows an unapproved drug still in development to go to a patient with few alternatives remaining, also absolving the drug maker of liability should the drug not work or cause harm.

The FDA has said Sloan qualifies to seek compassionate use of BMN 673, but BioMarin won’t provide it and they don’t have to.

“You have the FDA saying, ‘Look we’ll approve compassionate care.’ You have the doctor who is the specialist saying: ‘This is the right thing to do.’ And you have a corporation protecting its wallet at the expense of Andrea possibly dying,” says Newt Gingrich, co-host of CNN’s “Crossfire,” who has been gathering support for Sloan’s case.

“If you want to know why big companies often get bad names, it’s explaining that clerical support to fill out FDA paperwork is too difficult when you can save a life.”

BioMarin says it does provide “expanded access” to patients for another drug which is further along in the clinical trial process, and that the company expects to spend $50 million or approximately 10% of its revenue in 2013 on providing free drugs to patients.

BioMarin also notes that other drug companies are developing PARP inhibitors too, so they’re not the only potential source for Sloan.

The company points to an AstraZeneca clinical trial currently enrolling ovarian cancer patients, but Sloan’s doctor says she doesn’t qualify.

“We’re focused on BioMarin because initially that is the one that one of my doctors had the most direct experience with and recommended,” says Sloan, whose doctors at M.D. Anderson also participate in BioMarin’s clinical testing.

“The compassionate use policy exists for exactly this situation, and this is how patients lose: I lose if BioMarin is able to say ‘Well you need to go ask for it from one of the other three’,” says Sloan.

Art Caplan, professor of Bioethics at NYU Langone Medical Center, says the scatter-shot way in which individual patients are left to petitioning drug companies for access to experimental drugs creates an unfair process.

“One problem in this country is we haven’t set up a system. Right now what we’ve got is a squeaky-wheel lottery; if you can figure out what your options are, if you know how to use social media, if you know how to have a bake sale, if you can hire a PR firm — you can have a shot at an unapproved drug,” says Caplan.

“But that’s all obviously inequitable relative to the number of people who might want to seek compassionate use.”

Caplan says that without more safety and efficacy data on BioMarin’s drug, it’s too early in the process for a compassionate use exception for a different form of cancer than the one BioMarin is targeting. There’s still a big risk that the drug could harm Sloan, speeding her death, as much as it helps her, he says.

Sloan’s doctor agrees the system needs changing.

“My own belief is that the drug companies, the manufacturers, the insurance companies, the providers like my hospital M.D. Anderson, the individual medical professionals, the investigators, the patients — everybody wants the same things. Safe, effect, novel therapies for as many people as it’s appropriate for,” says Levenback.

“Even BioMarin, I believe. I don’t think this is like ‘Let the masses eat cake.’ I think they’re on the same mission. But the whole system is giving this dysfunctional result.”

Levenback says the window for Sloan is closing. If it’s going to be effective, she will need the new drug soon. Knowledge of that fact has put Sloan on a mission, and she says she’s not giving up.

 

SLOAN, Andrea (Obituary)

Andrea Sloan, a beautiful spirit in life and beyond! Photo Credit: Legacy.com

Andrea Sloan, a beautiful spirit in life and beyond! Photo Credit: Legacy.com

Andrea Sloan completed a life abundantly well-lived on January 1, 2014. This beloved woman was known to her multitude of family, friends, admirers and supporters as a spitfire of generous, loving exuberance.

Though her years in this world were fewer than we hoped, let it be known the reason: Most all mundane hours and periods of sour spirit or wasteful failure of character were intentionally carved out of Andrea’s life, resulting in such a concentration of zestful eagerness, sincerity, character, strength, passion, kindness and luminosity that only the most courageous and determined soul could possibly have owned it. And she did.

Andrea was born January 23, 1968 and grew up on the trail of her parents’ teaching careers, which took the family to some of America’s most beautiful places including Durango, Colorado; Park City, Utah; California; and Wyoming.

She competed on the swim and soccer teams in grade school; at Robert E. Lee High School in Tyler, she was a member of the National Honor Society, participated in the gifted program in all academic areas, competed with the debate team and was chosen for both Girls State and Presidential Classroom. She earned a B.A. in Government from the University of Texas at Austin, where she also earned her law degree in 1997.

Andrea started her career around the Capitol as a page and quickly advanced to serve as a Legislative Aide for Rep. James Hury and Rep. Jim McReynolds, then as a junior lobbyist for Louis Bacarisse & Associates. She worked for eight years at Haynes & Boone law firm, where she practiced construction litigation while also serving meaningful causes including the Texas Freedom Network, the Texas Hill Country Ride for AIDS and United Way of Central Texas. She served on and chaired the City of Austin’s HIV Planning Council.

In 2005, she was named Executive Director and General Counsel for the Texas Advocacy Project, where she oversaw a staff of attorneys providing free legal services to victims of domestic violence and sexual assault.

She spoke of her passion in life as ‘serving up a bowl of justice’ because she was driven to use her law degree to help inject an increased level of fairness into all aspects of our world. Andrea was a zealous and effective advocate for her clients but always in the context of being a thoughtful, ethical officer of the court.

Andrea was a ‘foodie.’ Topping her list was the white queso at Zocalo. She loved the mac & cheese and brussel sprouts at Perla’s, the migas at South Congress Café, the fresh pastas at Becco’s in New York’s Hell’s Kitchen, her mother’s ravioli at home, the salsa bar and cheese enchiladas at Polvos, the Mezza platter at Phara’s, Italian cream cake, Kalamata olives and, of course, thin and crispy crust pizza!

A committed vegetarian, she had a huge heart for all animals. She treasured the many German Shepherd and Belgian Malinois dogs she had adopted over time, and in recent years she spent many hours with her beloved Quarter Horse, Heathen.

Andrea loved having fun. She put on vampire teeth to pass out Halloween candy. She held Christmas cookie parties that became sleepovers because no one wanted to leave. She loved trips to Bandera, and her friends dubbed her ‘Bandrea’ because of her love of the town and its cowboy culture.

Music fueled her Rock Star life. If there was a concert within 300 miles, it was fair game for a road trip. She was a dedicated Bon Jovi fan and loved ‘hair bands’ from the ’80s as well as The Bellamy Brothers and Luke Bryan.

Andrea learned that she had ovarian cancer in 2006, but she did not let that change the way she lived her life outside of treatments. Her love for adventure only grew as she traveled more often and to farther-flung places. This petite blonde loved to ride her Harley Davidson, but she traded it for the serenity and adventure offered by time spent with her faithful steed, Heathen.

She loved adventure and was at home in nature. She cycled across Alaska for an AIDS fundraiser, hiked the Narrows at Zion National Park and whitewater rafted in the Grand Canyon. She had entertained the idea of someday becoming a National Park Ranger, and the National Park Service awarded Andrea an honorary membership last year.

Andrea was a faithful blogger who loved words. She was a careful speaker and a great listener. She admired strength of character in people who do the right thing even when it’s hard. She always made time for the people she loved.

She loved her family: her parents and sister; her niece, nephews and brother-in-law; her cousins; and her ‘framily’ of friends. She was passionate about being Aunt Andi. She cared deeply for the children and often engaged her friends in planning new ways to spoil them.

She was a strong believer in God, a Christian who greatly respected the right of others to practice their beliefs in their own personal way. Her faith gave her great strength and courage to fight cancer and to accept her destiny with grace and gratitude.

She loved and appreciated her life, blogging that she would not choose to rewrite any part of her story. While she did not choose her battle with cancer, she certainly chose the means by which she would face it with faith, humor and the will to summon new courage every day.

In this, and in her advocacy on behalf of all cancer patients, she inspired people across Texas, the nation and the world who logged in daily to read her quips of wisdom, progress reports and enlist themselves in ‘Andi’s Army’ to advocate alongside her for Compassionate Use Reform.

Andrea was preceded in death by her maternal grandfather, Fay Livers of Longview, Texas; paternal grandmother Grace Daluiso Santolucito of San Bernardino, Calif.; paternal grandfather Gordon Sloan of San Bernardino, Calif.; aunt Rebecca Livers Oliver of Longview, Texas; and aunt Marilyn Donovan of Salt Lake City, Utah.

She is survived by the most phenomenal parents on the planet, John Harmon Sloan and Karen Livers Sloan of Tyler, Texas; sister Ashley Sloan Harrison, brother-in-law Andrew Harrison, niece Anne-Marie, and nephews Pike and Price, all of Round Rock, Texas; maternal grandmother Elsie Albin Livers of Longview, Texas; aunt Jan Sloan of Salt Lake City, Utah; uncles Gordon Sloan of West Jordan, Utah; Michael Sloan of Dayton, Ohio, and Donald Oliver of Longview, Texas; and many first and second cousins. She is survived by her BFFs Michelle Wittenburg of Austin, Mary Smith of Tyler, Blair Hodgkins of Austin, and by countless more friends everywhere.

 

The family extends its most sincere gratitude to Andrea’s beloved and committed oncologist and lifesaver, Dr. Charles Levenback at MD Anderson, and to her extraordinary medical team: Drs. Robert Coleman, John Meroney, Yago Nieto, Anuja Jhingran, Carol Lewis and nurse Celine Chacko.

 

A celebration of her life will be held Friday, Jan. 31 at 4:30 p.m. at Camp Lucy, 3509 Creek Road, in Dripping Springs.

 

Andrea asked for any gifts in her name to benefit one or more of the following: MD Anderson’s Ovarian Moon Shots Program (https://gifts.mdanderson.org/), be sure to select “in memory of” Andrea Sloan or mail to MD Anderson Center, Andrea Sloan Memorial Fund, PO Box 4486, Houston, TX 77210-4486; the KK125 Ovarian Cancer Research Foundation (www.kk125.org or PO Box 12581, Austin, TX 78711); or the Texas Advocacy Project (https://www.texasadvocacyproject.org/donate.php or 1524 S. IH 35, Box 19, Austin, TX 78704).

Published in Austin American-Statesman from Jan. 25 to Jan. 26, 2014

 

Generation W: A Man’s Choice in a Women’s World

Photo Credit: WJCT TV

Photo Credit: WJCT TV

If you think about it, all of us, men and women, lived in a Women’s World very early in our lives. A woman helped us even before we could breathe, gave us the nourishment we needed and provided a comfortable place for us to rest and sleep. Though we did kick back a little, we were safe, nurtured and happy for the most part in those days of gestation.

What the heck happened? It was only a three or four inch trip down the birth canal from complete happiness to the real world. At that moment in time, we did not think a mother or any women knew what was best for us. After all it led us to a man’s world or at least what most men think is still a man’s world.

Mom & Me holding a picture book she made for me recalling all my life's special family memories!

Mom & Me holding a picture book she made for me recalling all my life’s special family memories!

I grew up with three sisters and a mother for the most part. Dad was a fireman who lived part time at the firehouse back in the days of 24-hour shifts. We had quality time together golfing, fishing and watching Johnny Carson on TV but it was my mother who ran the household. My two older brothers were off to college before I was in fourth grade. One thing I learned from my mom and remember to this day is that I should treat a girl the same way I would want another other boy to treat my sisters.    

How did I come to attend the Generation W Women’s Leadership Conference? Anybody who knows me knows the answer to that question—golf. Normally a freelance golf writer, the fairway I took to get there made sense, at least, in my own mind. I met Donna Orender, the founder and CEO of Generation W at TPC Sawgrass last fall. I knew she had previously worked for the PGA TOUR and ran the WNBA. I heard of the inaugural Gen W Conference last year but was out of town that week and missed it. I asked her if I could attend this year’s event and write an article about the experience. Her response was yes, please join us. It seemed to me as easy and fun as joining up with another golfer on the first tee at the golf course.

Generation W played to a lively audience in the packed Lazzara Performance Hall on the UNF campus.

Generation W played to a lively audience in the packed Lazzara Performance Hall on the UNF campus.

While I am comfortable playing golf with women I was a little out of my comfort zone arriving at what was advertised as a women’s conference. About a thousand woman of the Generation W converged on the campus of the University of North Florida in Jacksonville, Florida. Once I found my seat and the conference began, I felt somewhat comfortable being the minor minority if gender is considered a minority at all these days.

Was this going to be a women’s rally or a parley of leadership principles? The answer came in the very first presentation about transformational leadership. The presenters were newlyweds Carolyn Buck Luce and Rob Evans. This was going to be a marriage encounter weekend. Just kidding, their shared presentation about mountain climbing on their recent honeymoon was right on message and was a guide to reference my own journey through a day of presentations and networking functions.   

Donna Orender leading the Generation W Women’s Leadership Conference.

Donna Orender leading the Generation W Women’s Leadership Conference. Photo Credit: Donna Orender

Here are some of my lasting thoughts, impressions and hopefully learning from that day at the Generation W conference:

1.   Woman tend to find the center versus find the top. Maybe I would be happier and more fulfilled in the center?

2.   In a world of ME, in a world of increasing isolation despite technology, let’s choose to connect. I want and need to connect with other human beings.

 

3.   Most issues of Women’s Rights are not woman issues, they are human issues. I am human, these are my issues too even if I am a guy. It’s all part of living life in the center and being connected. Makes sense to me.

4.   Do we let other people define who we are? Who are you right now? I like Carolyn and Rob’s description: “I am the one who knows how to do this.” I can use that whether climbing a mountain, making a four foot putt to win or closing that sale at work. I am good at being Andy Reistetter. I bet you are good at being you too.

The name of Florida Blue's Pat Geraghty's talk was "My Take." After hearing him speak "my take" is he is a natural leader in all regards.

The name of Florida Blue’s Pat Geraghty’s talk was “My Take”. After hearing him speak, “my take” is he is a natural leader in all regards.

5.   This is a guy’s conference too. Yes there are cross-over role models in women but there were several other male speakers including Florida Governor Rick Scott and Pat Geraghty, the CEO of Florida Blue. The keynote speaker was Dr. Nancy Snyderman, Chief Medical Editor for NBC News who has a lot to say about the health of both men and women on the NBC Nightly News with Brian Williams.    

6.   “There is a special place in hell for women who don’t help other women.” This is a quote from Madeleine Albright from her keynote speech at the Celebrating Inspiration luncheon with the WNBA’s All-Decade Team in 2006. Maybe a bit of a rallying cry but in reality there is a place in hell for any person who doesn’t help another person in life and it is not a special place to be.

I witnessed something pretty spectacular on tour earlier in the year at TPC Scottsdale. There were 179,022 spectators who came to the golf course on Saturday for the third round of the Waste Management Phoenix Open. The most ever I have seen and the most in history to witness a golfing competition for sure.

Gen W's Charlene Stirk interviewing Gov Rick Scott.

Gen W’s Charlene Stirk interviewing Gov Rick Scott.

In a different context I had the same feeling of awe, amazement and inspiration at the Gen W event of 1,000 on the UNF campus. Orender is on to something different and meaningful here. It wasn’t a gathering of political and corporate female titans and wannabes. This is the full heart and soul of cupcake makers, scientists, athletes and leaders who happen to be female. That is where they start in life but not where they will end. One can easily see the impact of today’s Gen W movement 20 years down the road.

Whether you are female or male, it doesn’t matter. Young or old, it doesn’t matter. Married or single, it doesn’t matter. Gay or straight, it doesn’t matter. What does matter is that we ourselves and every other person in this world have a choice.

Generation W is making a difference, not only in the lives of women but men too. All around the world, too; there is no telling where the little ripples that originated at the University of North Florida will travel to and make an impact.

Gen-W's Transformational-Leadership team of Carolyn-Buck-Lace and Rob-Evans.

Gen-W’s Transformational-Leadership team of Carolyn-Buck-Lace and Rob-Evans.

Back in the days when we were confined to a Women’s World we weren’t just safe, nurtured and happy. We were growing. Life is growth and change and if you don’t want to die just keep growing.

Embracing a woman in the sense of understanding how they see the world is “not simply a matter of emotion or altruism,” as Hilary Clinton stated. “A growing body of research tells us that supporting a woman is a high yield investment resulting in stronger economies, more vibrant civil societies, healthier communities and greater peace and stability.”

But you already knew that, right? After all you were not born yesterday.

Check out the Generation W website and I look forward to seeing you at next year’s conference!

 

Andy Reistetter is a freelance golf writer and a broadcast assistant for the various golf networks. He spends time on all four major American golf tours- the PGA TOUR, Champions, Web.com and LPGA.

Reistetter resides within two miles of the PGA TOUR headquarters and the home of The PLAYERS Championship at TPC Sawgrass in Ponte Vedra Beach.

A lifetime golfer, Andy enjoys volunteering at the World Golf Hall of Fame and THE PLAYERS while pursuing his passion for the game of golf and everything associated with it.

Embark on a “Journey to Olympic Golf” with Reistetter in the Fall of 2013 as he travels from St. Louis, Missouri where golf was played in the 1904 Olympics to Rio de Janeiro where it will be played again in the 2016 Olympics.

Original Journey to Olympic Golf in October 2013.

Follow-Up Journey to Witness Olympic Golf in August 2016.

Friend Andy Reistetter on Facebook or touch base with him by e-mail at AndyReistetter@gmail.com

Dec. 2011 PVB Community & YMCA Family Celebrate the Life of Brent & Gerda Ashton

Photos by Maggie.FitzRoy@jacksonville.com
A sign announcing the Celebration of Life for Brent Ashton is displayed in the lobby of Winston Family YMCA in Ponte Vedra Beach.

On Thursday, December 15th, 2011, the Ponte Vedra community lost two wonderful souls- a married couple- Gerda and Brent Ashton who died suddenly in a traffic accident.

Brent worked at the Winston Family YMCA in Ponte Vedra Beach as a Member Services Associate.

The YMCA will host a Memorial Service on Thursday, January 12th at 11 a.m.

In response to their tragic deaths a large paper banner was put on the wall at the YMCA so people could share their thoughts and feelings.

A table was erected for the many cards and flowers for Gerda and Brent. When the banner was full people wrote notes on the top of the table. Another banner was filled with personal tributes as well.

Most notes were about Brent who was a beaming welcoming beacon at the front desk for many years but many included his wife Gerda as well.

What people wrote told the simple retirement life story of this couple who came to Ponte Vedra 10 years ago and made a difference in the community.

“I never knew anyone so friendly and sweet at 5 a.m.”

“Morning workouts were much more bearable with your welcoming smile.”

“Your wonderful British smile was more delightful than my Starbucks coffee early in the morning before swim practice.”

“We will miss you checking us in and always having the answers to our questions.”

“You always let me into the YMCA when I didn’t have my card.”

“No matter my mood you always brightened my day.”

“A shining example of love everlasting”

“I am sure you are up there making the Big Guy laugh. We all miss you. I’ll see you later when it’s my turn.”

“We will miss your smile. See you in Heaven. God just got an awesome angel.”

“Your smile, hair and attitude made every day fabulous.”

“My (young) son remembered how helpful you were to him. You gave him the locker room key every afternoon.”

“Thank you for remembering my name when I came into the YMCA. I loved your good attitude and friendly disposition.”

“I will cheer your Team Manchester United in remembrance of your beautiful attitude.”

“How does a man change the world- one smile at a time- you did it Brent! Thank you!”

“Throughout many years of life, there are but a handful of people you come across where you think I wish I could be like him and make other people feel the way that person made me feel. Brent was one of those (people).”

“You made my days here at the YMCA wonderful and I will really miss your caring presence.”

In reality Brent served us all at the YMCA and through his service he led us to being better people.

Of the many notes written, perhaps the one by Terry simply says it best.

“Brent & Gerda- You touched our lives and made them better. We will miss you both greatly”

Inspiration is Everywhere… for The Rest of Your Life…

We all deserve to be inspired but not all of us demand that we be inspired as we live our lives.
Why is that?
Not only do we not sometimes demand inspiration but we don’t realize that we ourselves are an inspiration in our lives and the lives of others. We are trained to be humble and we should be… to the outside world but not ourselves.
Our lives is this fascinating moment in the history of the world… we matter as much as the world because it is our lives and the only life we have.
Well maybe not the only life we have… Hindus believe in reincarnation, Christians believe in a life thereafter. We have to deal with this life here on earth. Sources of inspiration are everywhere.
As a Christian I look first to the bible though I do look past the bible to other religions, other perspectives of life for inspiration.
I believe in destiny but I also realize it could as well been me born into this world on the other side of our planet to a loving family of different beliefs. I have no dominion over them and they have no dominion over me. All of the religions of the world call for tolerance and living in peace. Religions do not have zealots, zealots have religions.
So in this column we look to all the religions of the world including the nonbeliever’s religion of consequences to expand our minds and our life experiences.
TROML encapsulates spiritual and religious beliefs as a source of inspiration.
Here is something close to my heart from the bible, James 1 Chapters 3-4:
“Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.”
What does this mean?
Life continually challenges us. What is the secret to life? Thge secret is to forget about discipline, performance and achievement. Live a life of patience in an environment of searching and finding your true self and wanting only to live that realization. Knowing that at any minute you are perfect and entire will set you free to naturally perform and achieve on this earth.
In addition to the bible, I look to the Qur’an, Torah, Dharma, all of the world; religions and Carl Sagan’s consequential philosophy for inspiration as a citizen of this world.
I also look inside me and to you.
Maybe it is time to take an inspirational exit from the fast paced highway of life?

Have a TROML Day Today!

Anonymous Andy

Your Personal Revivalist