'We are more alike than different." My old professor, Morrie Schwartz, told me that.We were sitting in his home, watching the TV news, Morrie under a blanket, dying from ALS, his body already decayed beyond hope.The fighting then was in Bosnia. We saw awful images, death and destruction. Morrie began to cry."What's wrong?" I asked."This is so terrible," he whispered."Well, of course," I said, embarrassed, "but you don't know any of those people. Why are you crying?"
People try their whole lives to get on Jay Leno's "Tonight Show." So you could say the Lions are the envy of the nation.The Lions don't see it that way. JAY: Later this month, Britney Spears is playing Detroit. She's a two-touchdown favorite over the Lions! Ba-dum-bump.JAY: The Lions lost again. They're 0-11. No. Wait. They're 0-10. . . . On SUNDAY, they'll be 0-11.Heyy-ooo!
This week, my nephews arrive from overseas. I will greet them with presents. I will whisk them to the new Harry Potter movie. I will take them shopping for books and will ask, as we ride in the car, if they want to stop for ice cream.The world will be theirs, if I have anything to do with it. During our Thanksgiving visit, I will be all over them. I will rub their hair, lift them up, and promise they are "my two favorite nephews."There are, of course, only two of them.
Mitch Albom writes about running an orphanage in impoverished Port-au-Prince, Haiti, his kids, their hardships, laughs and challenges, and the life lessons he’s learned there every day.
