Everyone you will ever meet in life, is fighting a battle you may know nothing about. Being kind is the best thing you can do.
How to film things that were hard for me to film on the road. Like getting chased by bandits in the Mexican desert and clipped by a truck on my bike in New Zealand. All done on a rainy day in Vancouver with added music.
This is my dog Buddy (wet and dry) today would have been his birthday. He died 4 years ago this day, from a cancer.
He always waited for me to return from my long journeys and was always happy to see me no matter how long I left him.Unconditional Love ! I still expect him at the top of the stairs.
He was pulled out of a garbage bin as a newborn puppy and gave him a great 14 year life. His brain tumor caused him to have convulsions and go blind. I hated going to calls for any injured animals because they could not understand you were there to help them. At least Buddy understoodd that I tried to help him live. But in his last month... he got pork tenderloin for dinner every day,.
His profile : Buddy:. I loved steak, pork, poodles, chasing squirrels, chasing Rudy on his bike, and tight places like drainage pipes. I wanted to train to be an Urban Search and Rescue dog so I could work with my master in the Fire Department.
I miss you so much Buddy Boy and think of you every day.
There are two reasons I was successful in cycling up the steepest street in the world at 35%. Steeper than Trimble Street. You know where that is by the Folk Fest! My legs were on fire half way up and my front tire lifted it was so steep.. I even surprised myself set a world record that still stands today.
I had cycled with a hardened Navy Seal Trainer across Thailand the year before. He told me Rudy: The weakest skinniest men shivering on the beach, and that cant do 10 pull ups the first day pass the toughest training on earth for two reasons:
1. They honestly and truly believe without a doubt they can do it
2. When you think you are done, exhausted, cant go on, you are only at 50%. Your body is just warning you are getting low.
Your mind usually gives up before your body.
You can use these two tools in everyday life. Whether you are battling disease, a job, a relationship,depression.
This is Juno Beach in Dieppe present day, and the day after landing. My dad was a Red Cross medic, didnt carry a gun, he was captured not far from here in France. He spent two years in a prison camp. After I became a firefighter I understood why he never talked about the war. I never talked much about my job after either.
On landing 90% of these boys never made it past the beach and when you look at their scared faces you can see many never even made it past 17. Proud to be a Canadian here. These men fought for your freedom, never forget their sacrifices.
A song of honor:
My favourite meditation spot on my bike route. I go there at noon each time for lunch break and meditate every Sunday. Even if it rains. The ocean air clears the mind to help it through my next cancer challenge .
Never Forget 9/11
As I battle my tumor, I think of the 202 firefighters and 241 NYPD officers have died in event related illness since then. I think of countless other firefighters with work related cancer. My high school friend that beat lung cancer inspired me, and offered me lunch after my battle. Others I so wish I could just see, but I cant. Peace!
On that day Sept 11
343 - NYFD
60 - NYPD
8 - EMT's and 1 NY city Patrol man all went to work and never came home again.
2996 people lost their lives.On shift change that day at my fire station none of us went home.
In this pic Assistant Chief Gerard A. Barbara looks up at the burning towers. Moments later he would go in, never to return.
All gave some...some gave all.
My poor body has had some of the most painful medical treatments and tests known to man. Needles, surgery, chemo, radiation etc. I never gave up hope and stayed positive, even though my film may make you cry a bit.
Almost everyone in my life past and present will be in the film, even the ones that left my life.
But my annual follow up tests are the worst. Not the tests or waiting for results, its the poor people in the clinic. The new ones that cry, the seasoned ones looking at the floor with no hair, frail and weak, and the poor children. No discrimination in cancer. I am healthy, I can leave, they cant. I feel so bad leaving to go out to a bright sunny day, cars driving people laughing busily hurrying along. Ignoring the fact that inside that building its not sunny at all its raining. Please be thankful every day for your health, because it may just keep you out of there !
I am a fire captain and cancer survivor.
In memory of the
FIRE FIGHTER CYCLE