RIP

Jeffery Michael Gibson, 58
Memorial services for Jeffrey Michael Gibson, 58, of Monroe, LA will be at 1:00 p.m. Wednesday, March 26, 2008 at St. Alban's Episcopal Church, with Father Lawrence F. Braden and Father George Walker officiating. A celebration of Jeff's life will immediately follow in McClain Fellowship Hall.

The family will receive guests from 5:00 PM until 8:00 PM Tuesday March 25, 2008 at Kilpatrick Funeral Home, 1200 Lamy Lane, Monroe, LA

Jeffrey was born January 4, 1950 and died March 22, 2008. He grew up in Westerville, OH, graduated from Ohio State University with a bachelor's degree in business administration and a master in photography and cinema. He began his teaching career at Iowa State University in Ames, Iowa, as writer, director, and instructor for the film production unit. There he produced numerous film projects and taught students in the advanced film production sequence. Jeffrey worked with Iowa Public Broadcasting to produce numerous films and videos including American Dream: American Reality and There Once Was a River Called Missouri, both of which were aired nationwide via PBS satellite.

Jeffrey was recruited by the University of Louisiana at Monroe and taught a wide variety of courses in television and film production as well as film analysis and criticism, electronic media criticism, script writing, and mass communication ethics. After 25 years, he retired from ULM in 2007 as a tenured associate professor.

Jeffrey was an avid power boater and sailor most of his life. He assisted with teaching boat smart and seamanship courses for the Ouachita Sail and Power Squadron and single-handedly taught a sailing course. He served as Commander of the Ouachita Sail & Power Squadron. He was an active member in the Iron Mountain Yacht Club on Lake DeGray in Arkansas for 25 years where he enjoyed competitive sailing and served as Iron Mountain Yacht Club Commodore for four years.

Erin Go Bragh!

Lyon College Piper
Originally uploaded by cozmosis.

Okay, so I'm not Irish. At least, I don't think I am. To be honest, the gene pool's probably so diluted at this point, I could be a lot of things. Lucky for me, everyone who dons a bit of green at this time of year is just Irish enough.

I was supposed to work on the ambulance Saturday. I woke up after not nearly enough sleep and was on my post by the start of my 6:30 a.m. shift. As it turns out, I was missing one thing -- a partner.

After three and a half hours of standing (sometimes sitting) ever-vigilant and waiting for a paramedic to join me, I was happily sent home. To me, time to do as I please is more important than the money I would have earned while being bored to tears. Besides, I saved the company a few bucks in the process.

So, instead of yanking lives from the brink of death all day long (heh), Terri & I went to the Little Rock-North Little Rock Saint Patrick's Day Parade. Other than it not being on St. Patty's Day (which is understandable as a I can't see a Monday parade being a big hit in Little Rock)... it was quite the event. We saw bagpipers, a man and woman riding toilets down Main Street, fire trucks, puppy dogs, Shriners and a man scooping up horse poop... All while standing in the intersection of Main & Broadway. I'm telling you -- I would have been hard-pressed to beat that with a day on the ambulance.

As is usually the case, visit Flickr for pictures of it all.

Something New Just For New's Sake

Every once in a while, I'll click on one of those links you see to the right and won't find new content. I think to myself, "those folks really should write more." I then return to my blog so that I can follow another link in my never-ending search for something new to read. Somehow in that process, I fail to recognize the date of the most recent post here at BFA (before today, it was November 18, 2007).

Pot, meet kettle.