A Magnificent Weather on New Year Eve

 It's December 31st 2024, the last day of the year and the weather is beyond magnificent. I went out there for fresh air. My lungs rejoice for the freshness of the air out. Please caption the picture 📸 

Bye to 2024: A Year of Unforgettable Moments

As the clock ticks toward midnight, we bid farewell to 2024 and welcome the promise of 2025. While parts of the world, like New Zealand, are already celebrating the New Year, my prayer is that you and your family safely cross into the year ahead, blessed and hopeful.  

A Year of Political Dramas  

2024 was a whirlwind, particularly on the political stage. Globally, over 50 nations went to the polls to elect new leaders. In the United States, it was a déjà vu election as Donald Trump reclaimed the presidency, defeating Kamala Harris, who stepped in for Joe Biden during a dramatic turn of events in August. Biden, despite initially declaring he wouldn’t step aside, eventually ceded the race, leaving his Vice President to campaign fervently for 100 days.  

The campaign season was not without drama. A chilling moment unfolded in Butler, Pennsylvania, when Trump narrowly escaped an assassination attempt by a lone gunman during a rally. It was a surreal and unsettling experience for many Americans, underscoring the deep divisions and tensions in the nation.  

Global Highlights  

On the international stage, the Olympic Games drew widespread attention, showcasing both extraordinary athletic achievements and unexpected moments that captured the world’s imagination.  

In France, the Notre Dame Cathedral reopened to much fanfare after years of restoration following the devastating 2019 fire. As a Catholic, this was a particularly touching moment, symbolizing resilience and renewal.  

Tragedy and Shocking Events  

Not all headlines brought joy. Just weeks ago, Brian Thompson, a prominent health insurance CEO, was murdered in broad daylight in Midtown Manhattan. Even more shocking was a poll revealing that over 40% of young adults in the assailant’s (Mr. Mangione's) age group viewed the act as justifiable—a chilling reflection of societal discontent.  

On Personal Reflections  

On a personal note, 2024 was a year of growth and lessons. I concluded a travel  assignment at Yale, began a new journey on Long Island, where  I worked in hospitals like LICH, North and South Shore University Hospital, Mather, Huntington, Staten Island, Lenox Hills, and gained invaluable experiences. However, not all my ventures were successful--I made some poor investments in companies like Super Micro Computers and SolarEdge, learning hard lessons about the volatility of the market.  

Bitcoin, surprisingly, soared past $100,000 this year. Despite its growing prominence, many, myself included, still find it baffling and question its legitimacy. Perhaps 2025 will bring more clarity on this digital frontier.  

Looking Ahead  

As we close the chapter on this strange and eventful year, I am reminded of the resilience and adaptability we must carry forward. The highs and lows of 2024 leave us with lessons, challenges, and moments to treasure.  

What were your standout moments of 2024? Let’s share and reflect as we step boldly into 2025.  

Off to work and see you later!

Your friend always,  

Ronnie Law

The Tale of Two Patients: Retired Investment Banker and a Retired Chef

At work the other day, I had the pleasure of meeting two wonderful patients: a retired chef and a retired investment banker. Conversations with both were incredibly enriching, but my exchange with Mr. IB and his wife stood out. His wife, still actively practicing law in the city, left me inspired. What began as a casual chat blossomed into a deep, thought-provoking discussion about education, a subject close to my heart.  

Mr. IB shared his dynamic post-retirement journey. Feeling restless after leaving his banking career, he chose to teach middle schoolers for fun, only to uncover systemic flaws in education. His perspective on the need for reforms was both insightful and refreshing. We covered so much in a short time, and I was reminded of how much we can learn from engaging with others. 

Two of my key contributions to our chat were referencing the late John Taylor Gatto and Aleysha Ortiz.  

John Taylor Gatto was a highly regarded educator, named New York City Teacher of the Year in 1989, 1990, and 1991, as well as New York State Teacher of the Year in 1991. With nearly 30 years of experience teaching in New York City’s public schools, Gatto had deep insights into education and wrote extensively on the subject.  

I also mentioned Aleysha Ortiz, a young woman from Connecticut rooted in the Hartford School District. Aleysha, a high school graduate, is suing the state for her inability to read and write. She is seeking damages of $3M. Personally, I thought she had a case, perhaps a breach of the social contract? Well, I’ll leave that to the litigators to sort out.

We even touched on political leanings. If you know me, you’ll know I don’t judge party politics. My focus is on understanding raw facts while respecting others’ sensitivities. Everyone has their beliefs and reasons for holding them. It’s not my place to change minds, but I do love sharing my own views, particularly on social issues, in a respectful dialogue.  

These conversations enriched my day. Before leaving, I made a point to say goodbye to Mr. IB and his wife. They expressed how much they enjoyed our discussions and wished for more people like me in the world—a sentiment I returned wholeheartedly.  

As for the retired chef, he shared stories of his restaurant days, emphasizing how well he treated and compensated his employees. The passion and sincerity in his eyes were unmistakable. His commitment to treating others with respect and fairness resonated deeply with me.  

Reflecting on these encounters, I feel grateful. Both patients taught me so much, not just about their lives but about the power of genuine human connection. I hope one day I can look back with the same pride in my actions and contributions to others.  

Let this be a reminder to step out and talk to strangers. You never know what wisdom or inspiration you might find.  

God bless you for reading and commenting  

Pal Ron  

An Excellent Experience at Zest Laundromat

Around here, life gets busy, and sometimes laundry piles up faster than I can handle. That’s exactly where I found myself today, with a mountain of clothes needing a thorough, bulk wash. A quick online search led me to “Zest Laundromat” in New City, New York, boasting nearly five stars in reviews. Though it was a bit of a drive, but I didn’t mind. I’m so glad I went.  

From the moment I walked in, the experience was nothing short of delightful. It's not big. However, the staff, particularly the ladies on duty, were incredibly pleasant and very helpful. They smiled, that's so rare these days. Working in healthcare, I understand first hand how crucial it is to leave customers or our patients and their families happy and satisfied. Zest Laundromat truly excelled in this regard.  

Shortly, I then realized I didn’t have cash, I assumed I would need to make a trip to the bank. However, one of the attendants quickly put my worries to rest when I explained my plight. She explained that I could pay with a credit or debit card, saving me time and hassle. That simple gesture made my day.  

The surprises didn’t stop there though. The dryers were completely free, yes, free! 

I'm always skeptical of the word “Free”. I have learned to embrace the fact that nothing is ever free-there's always a catch. 

But they told me it is and I only had to pay for the wash. Their machines were spotless, efficient, and far superior to any I have encountered elsewhere. 

It was clear that Zest Laundromat takes pride in maintaining their equipment and creating a very welcoming and amiable environment for customers.  

Having previously written about the laundromat business during my time on the island (Eastern Long Island), I can confidently say that Zest Laundromat is in a league of its own. Their thoughtful approach to service, attention to their customers, and above all their free dryers make them truly second to none.  

Zest Laundromat has earned my five-star rating today with a big smile. Keep up the excellent work for you’ve gained a loyal customer in me!  

You Are Highly Recommended 

I remain your pal,

Ronnie 

lawronald05@aol.com 

A Tribute to Jimmy Carter: A Humble Servant During and Post U.S. Presidency

On Sunday, December 29th, 2024, the world lost a remarkable leader and a beacon of humility, Jimmy Carter, the 39th President of the United States, who passed away at the age of 100. Known as the oldest living former U.S. President, he also held the distinction of being married to his beloved wife, Rosalynn, for 75 years, making them the longest-documented married couple in U.S. presidential history.  

Jimmy Carter was more than a politician; he was a peanut farmer, a carpenter, a Sunday school teacher, and above all, a servant of God. Born and raised in Plains, Georgia, his humble beginnings as a Baptist Sunday school teacher at Maranatha Baptist Church in Plains remained an integral part of his identity, even after achieving the highest office in the land.  

Carter's story resonated deeply with me because, like him, I too, was a peanut farmer in my village of Eremon Dazuuri. I remember hearing about how, even after winning the presidency, he returned to his church to teach Sunday school, a practice he continued even after leaving office. It amazed me that a man who had held the most powerful position in the world still prioritized teaching God’s word to his congregation.  

In 2018, at the age of 94, Carter was still leading Sunday school classes, even though his pastor could have been his grandson's age. His humility shone through as he willingly served under younger pastors without contesting their authority. People traveled from all over the world, some as far as Japan, just to attend his classes. Many even slept in their cars overnight to ensure a spot in the church.   

Carter lived modestly, residing in a two-bedroom home with his wife, Rosalynn. They would walk to church accompanied by Secret Service agents. Despite his prominence, he disliked public adulation, often sneaking into church quietly to avoid standing ovations. His commitment to simplicity and service was a model of humility that left a lasting impression on many, including me.  

One of the anecdotes that inspired me most was Carter's hands-on approach as a carpenter. He personally built offering trays for his church, leaving his initials underneath them. He also created a wooden cross for the church, embodying the principle that greatness lies in serving with humility.  

Mr. Carter’s life of service extended far beyond the church. As a global advocate for human rights, he became an election monitor in several countries around the world, promoting democracy and justice. He even went on to win the Nobel Peace Prize in 2002 for his anti wars sentiments. His dedication to helping others inspired me to think about charity all the time.  

Carter’s humility is a stark contrast to the greed and arrogance often seen among leaders today both in America and back in my mother continent of Africa, who build opulent palaces that eventually fall into disrepair. In contrast, Carter's legacy includes a library and initiatives that uplifted communities and strengthened democracy worldwide.  

As a clinician, I’ve sought to do things as little as cleaning my patient’s tables and fetching them coffee. I usually don't care if they think little of me. In my heart, I'm a servant and have learned to find joy in doing even the simplest tasks for others around me.  

Someone said today he was the 2nd worst president in U.S. history, ever, only to incumbent president Mr. Joe Biden. Mr. Carter’s presidency did in fact face immense challenges, including the Iranian hostage crisis, during which 52 Americans were held captive for 444 days. In spite of these trials and challenges, he remained resilient and steadfast in his principles. His marriage to Rosalynn, spanning 75 long years, was a testament to love and partnership.  

Today, as honor Jimmy Carter not only for his political achievements but also for his unwavering commitment to faith, humility, and service. He lived a good life, had a strong marriage, and left behind a legacy that will continue to inspire generations. Imagine all the people his peanuts fed over the years. Remember the Habitat for Humanity? It was among others the man will be remembered. 

And besides there is a lot we can learn from his life-humility. 

Mr. Carter, you were a giant in humility, a man of faith, and a servant leader. Thank you for showing all of us that greatness lies in serving others with love and humility. What a life well lived?. 

May I always find a million different ways to serve others like you.

May God bless you all for reading and commenting,

Pal Ronnie

St. Peter's and The Feast of the Holy Family:A Word on Faith and Family

Today, we celebrated the Feast of the Holy Family at St. Peter's Parish, Haverstraw, N.Y. a reminder of the beauty, strength, and hope that family life can bring. 

The first reading was taken from the Old Testament book of Samuel, recounting the story of Hannah. Unable to bear a child, she fervently prayed to God, promising to dedicate her child to His service if her prayers were answered. When her son Samuel was born, she fulfilled her vow, offering him to serve God.  

Hannah’s story resonates deeply, particularly in cultures where infertility brings shame and pain to women and their families. Her faith and perseverance remind us that no matter how difficult our struggles, we must turn to God in prayer, trusting that He hears us and will answer in His time.  

We all come from families, and for most of us, life begins at home. A strong, stable, and united family is a foundation of joy and resilience. However, in today’s world, maintaining such a family can be a challenge. This is why the Holy Family—Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, offers us a model of love, unity, and faith. While no earthly family is perfect, the Holy Family serves as our hope and inspiration for creating stronger bonds within our own homes.   

As we prepare for the Jubilee Year of 2025, proclaimed by the Holy Father, Pope Francis-"Pilgrims of Hope", let us renew our hope in the power of family. It doesn’t matter what imperfections we face or what challenges we lack the resources to overcome—if Christ is present in our homes, He can transform them.  

So today, as we reflect on the Feast of the Holy Family, let’s return to our families with love and faith, striving to nurture the same unity and devotion that we celebrate in the Holy Family.  

God bless you,

Pal Ronnie 

The Unthoughtful Gatekeeper and Back to PMH on a Rainy Day

It was an early start to the day, aimed at beating traffic, though the rain painted a gloomy backdrop. Surprisingly, the roads were clear, and I arrived on time. Parking was abundant near the emergency department (ED), so I left my car there and entered through the ED entrance. However, the security experience left much to be desired. Unlike the welcoming atmosphere at Mather Hospital, this encounter served as a reminder of human nature's tendency to always compare. Having not been to PMH in a long time, much of the routine felt unfamiliar. I explained my situation to the security guard, hoping for some leniency. But despite my plea, Mr. Security stood firm, reminding me I was on camera and insisting I go around to the main entrance. Even the fact that I was a former staff member running late didn’t sway his stance. Realizing who this man could be-one of those, I returned to my car and opted straight to the parking garage, parked and entered the hospital through the back entrance.  

To my surprise, my old ID badge still worked, even after all this time. A wave of nostalgia hit as I walked through the familiar halls and saw friendly faces. The joy of reuniting with colleagues was palpable—I received warm hugs from at least three individuals that morning.  

But then came the challenge of re-familiarizing myself with the systems. Meditech and Citrix proved to be an ordeal. Logging in was nearly impossible, and I found myself on the phone with the support team not once, but four times. The first two representatives were unable to resolve the issue whatsoever, which was frustrating and time-consuming. Finally, after two grueling hours, the problem was fixed, though the delay left me scrambling to catch up with the rest of the day's tasks.  

Returning to PMH was a mix of nostalgia and challenges. While reconnecting with old colleagues brought joy, the technical difficulties reminded me of the hurdles that come with restarting in a familiar yet distant environment.

I remained unsettled until after 5 PM, and it was then that this reflection came to mind. I thought about Mr. Gatekeeper; the security guard who denied us access to the hospital through the ED. It struck me how incredible it would have been if we could have earned his trust, just this once.  

I began to question the difference between him and machines, specifically, artificial intelligence. Machines, after all, are programmed to follow rules rigidly, without room for reasoning or discernment. We humans, on the other hand, have the capacity to adapt, to show understanding, and to make exceptions, especially on a rainy, cold winter day.  

But perhaps Mr. Gatekeeper missed it all together-very unthoughtful. No worries, though, his role, too, may one day be devoured by AI. And when it is, perhaps he will stop and ponder what could have been if he had graciously used the one advantage humans still have over machines: empathy.  

That was certainly, worth pondering. 

Pal Ronnie 

Winter at My Favorite Park: Bowline

If you’ve been following this blog, you know we’re big lovers of parks and gardens.  

Below are some pictures of Bowline Park, one of my favorites—even during the chilly winter months.  

Do you enjoy parks? Let us know in the comments and share your favorite ones!

Happy Friday, 

Pal Ronnie 

Can You Handle the Truth? with Few Good Men

Today happens to be the last Friday of the year 2024—how amazing is that? It’s incredible how fast this year has flown by. 

Not much is happening around here today, but sometimes we need these low-key days to unwind and reflect on the ups and downs of life.

As I was reflecting, I found myself thinking about some movies I’ve enjoyed over the years, and "A Few Good Men" came to mind. Below is a transcript of one of my favorite parts of the movie. I love it so much that I even have a clip of it on my YouTube channel. That’s how deeply it resonates with me and my thoughts  on leadership.

We all share a responsibility to one another and to the boundaries we find ourselves called countries. Sometimes, difficult decisions have to be made for our greater good, but no matter what, we must always incorporate high moral standards into the choices we make. True leadership is rooted in integrity, not cronyism.

I hope you enjoy this piece as much as I do!

Here:

“Do you have any other questions for me, Counselor?” Lieutenant Kathy, Lieutenant, do you have anything further for this witness?  

Thanks, Danny.  

I love Washington.  

Excuse me, I didn’t dismiss you.  

I beg your pardon?  

I’m not through with my examination. Sit down, Colonel.  

What’s that?  

I’d appreciate it if he would address me as Colonel or Sir. I believe I’ve earned it.  

Defense counsel will address the witness as Colonel or Sir.  

I don’t know what the hell kind of unit you’re running here.  

The witness will address this court as Judge or Your Honor. I’m quite certain I’ve earned it.  

Take your seat.  

Come. What do you want to discuss now, my favorite color?  

The 6 a.m. flight was the first one off the base, yes?  

There wasn’t a flight that left seven hours earlier and landed at Andrews Air Force Base at 2 a.m.?  

Lieutenant, I think we’ve covered this, haven’t we?  

Your Honor, these are the tower chief’s logs for both Guantanamo Bay and Andrews Air Force Base.  

The logs list no flight that left at 11 p.m., and the Andrews log lists no flight that landed at 2 a.m. I’d like to admit them as defense exhibits Alpha and Bravo.  

I don’t understand. You’re admitting evidence of a flight that never existed?  

Well, we believe it did, Sir.  

Defense will be calling Airman Cecil O’Malley and Airman Anthony Rodriguez. They were working the ground crew at Andrews at 2 a.m. on the 7th.  

Your Honor, these men weren’t on the list.  

Rebuttal witnesses, Your Honor, called specifically to refute testimony offered under direct examination.  

I’ll allow the witnesses.  

This is ridiculous.  

Colonel, a moment ago—  

Check the tower logs, for Christ’s sake.  

Well, we’ll get to the airmen in just a minute, Sir. A moment ago, you said that you ordered Lieutenant Kendrick to tell his men that Santiago wasn’t to be touched.  

That’s right.  

And Lieutenant Kendrick was clear on what you wanted?  

Crystal.  

Any chance Lieutenant Kendrick ignored the order?  

Ignored the order?  

Any chance he forgot about it?  

No.  

Any chance Lieutenant Kendrick left your office and said, “The old man is wrong”?  

No.  

When Lieutenant Kendrick spoke to the platoon and ordered them not to touch Santiago, any chance they ignored him?  

You ever served in an infantry unit, son?  

No, Sir.  

Ever served in a forward area?  

No, Sir.  

Ever put your life in another man’s hands, asked him to put his life in yours?  

No, Sir.  

We follow orders, son. We follow orders, or people die. It’s that simple. Are we clear?  

Yes, Sir.  

Are we clear?  

Crystal.  

Colonel, I have just one more question before I call Airman O’Malley and Airman Rodriguez.  

If you gave an order that Santiago wasn’t to be touched, and your orders are always followed, then why would Santiago be in danger? Why would it be necessary to transfer him off the base?  

Santiago was a substandard Marine. He was being transferred.  

Not what you said. You said he was being transferred because he was in grave danger.  

That’s correct.  

You said he was in danger?  

I said grave danger.  

You said—is that what you recall?  

What I said—yeah.  

The court reporter will read back to you.  

I know what I said. I don’t have to have it read back to me like I’m two.  

Colonel, sometimes men take matters into their own hands.  

No, Sir.  

You made it clear just a moment ago that your men never take matters into their own hands. Your men follow orders, or people die. So Santiago shouldn’t have been in any danger at all, should he have, Colonel?  

You snotty little bastard.  

Your Honor, I’d like to ask for a recess.  

I’d like to answer the question.  

Judge: The court will wait for an answer.  

If Lieutenant Kendrick gave an order that Santiago wasn’t to be touched, then why did he have to be transferred?  

Colonel: Lieutenant Kendrick ordered the Code Red, didn’t he? Because that’s what you told Lieutenant Kendrick to do.  

I’m—  

Jack: When it went bad, you cut these guys loose!  

Your Honor, you’re inside the lines!  

Did you order the Code Red?  

You don’t have to answer that question.  

I’ll answer the question. You want answers?  

I think I’m entitled.  

You want answers?  

I want the truth!  

You can’t handle the truth!  

Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who’s gonna do it? You? You, Lieutenant Weinberg?  

I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the Marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that Santiago’s death, while tragic, probably saved lives, and my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives.  

You don’t want the truth because deep down in places you don’t talk about at parties, you want me on that wall—you need me on that wall.  

We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline.  

I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide and then questions the manner in which I provide it.  

I would rather you just said, “Thank you,” and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand a post. Either way, I don’t give a damn what you think you’re entitled to.  

Did you order the Code Red?  

I did the job—  

Did you order the Code Red?  

You’re goddamn right I did!  

Judge: Please, the court—I suggest the members be dismissed so we can move to an immediate Article 39(a) session.  

The witness has rights, Captain Ross.  

Jack: The members of the court will retire to an anteroom until further instructed.  

What the hell is this?  

Colonel: What’s going on?  

I did my job. I’d do it again.  

Jack: You’re not going anywhere, Colonel. MPs, guard the Colonel.  

Yes, Sir.  

Captain Ross: What the hell is this?  

You have the right to remain silent. Any statement—  

Colonel: I’m being charged with a crime?  

The trial by court-martial—is that what this is? Or administrative?  

I’m being charged with a crime?  

Isn't this movie beyond entertainment?

Have a wonderful weekend and please don't forget to drop me comments

Pal Ronnie

The Feast of Saint Stephen, the First Martyr and Some Reflection

 

Today is the Feast of Saint Stephen, the first martyr, offering some profound insights into the dynamics between divine truth and earthly powers.

Stephen, "filled with grace and power," performed wonders among the people. His wisdom, inspired by the Holy Spirit, was irrefutable, leading certain members of the synagogue to feel threatened. Their inability to counter his wisdom resulted in false accusations of blasphemy, culminating in Stephen's martyrdom by stoning. 

In the gospel, Jesus warns His disciples of impending persecutions: "You will be hated by all because of my name, but whoever endures to the end will be saved." He encourages reliance on the Spirit for wisdom and resilience in the face of trials. 

Stephen's martyrdom exemplifies the tension between proclaiming divine truth and confronting established earthly powers. His unwavering faith and eloquence, gifts of the Holy Spirit, threatened the religious authorities of his time, leading them to suppress his message through violence. This reflects a recurring pattern where those in power resist transformative truths that challenge their authority or disrupt the status quo.

In our contemporary world, similar dynamics persist. Voices advocating for justice, truth, and reforms often encounter resistance from established institutions or societal norms. Stephen's example calls us to steadfastness in our convictions, even when facing opposition. It reminds us that true discipleship may involve sacrifices, including the loss of comfort, reputation, or even life like Stephen.

Jesus' words in the Gospel further prepare us for such challenges, emphasizing reliance on the Spirit for guidance and strength. The promise of salvation for those who endure underscores the eternal perspective that should motivate believers. All over the world people are experiencing persecution especially in Syria and parts of the Middle East. 

Stephen was stoned to death because his proclamation of Jesus as the Messiah and his critique of the religious leaders' resistance to the Holy Spirit were perceived as blasphemous and a direct challenge to their earthly authority. His martyrdom serves as a testament to the cost of discipleship and the courage required to witness to the truth in the face of persecution. 

As we commemorate this Saint today, shall we pray for the courage to stand firm in our faith, the wisdom to speak truth with love, and the grace to endure challenges, trusting in the Holy Spirit for guidance and the promise of eternal life.

God bless

Pal Ronnie 

 

Boxing Day and a Visit to the CityMD

Today is a holiday in many places around the world—Boxing Day. The name originates from the tradition of unboxing Christmas gifts on this day. While I didn’t have to work, I did visit City MD, an urgent care facility, to complete some work-related physicals. I had mentioned this plan briefly a few days ago, but the experience turned out to be far more meaningful than I anticipated.

When I arrived, the place was packed—a stark reminder that not everyone enjoyed a joyful or healthy Christmas yesterday. The sheer number of sick individuals was a sobering testament to the fragility of life. The waiting area was a sea of masked faces, constant coughing, and an overwhelming sense of discomfort. It was impossible not to feel the weight of the collective unease.

 I wished I could have waited in my car, entering only when it was my turn, but there wasn’t a system in place to notify people. Instead, I endured the unsettling environment, hoping to get through it quickly.  

Amidst the chaos, I had an unexpected encounter with a former colleague from my time at Good Samaritan Hospital. Let’s call her Dee. Despite the crowded room, I immediately recognized her. She was pleasantly surprised that I remembered her name and the floor she worked on. During our brief exchange, she shared that she’s still at Good Samaritan but has since transitioned to a different department.  

This nostalgic moment took me back to a chapter of my career I hadn’t thought about in a while. It reminded me of the enduring connections we forge in our professional lives, which can resurface in the most unexpected places.  

When my name was called, a young woman escorted me to Room 3. She pointed to the familiar chair, and I sat down as she explained the process. The routine was one I knew well, having undergone the same physicals just this past August. She worked efficiently and soon left, saying someone else would be in for specimens before the physician arrived. 

 Shortly after, a personable young woman entered. She introduced herself as Cee, a University of Michigan graduate with a neuroscience background I would later learn. She shared her aspirations of attending medical school, and her passion was evident as she handled her tasks with care and professionalism.  Oh yes, I make it a point to engage with and get to know the people I interact with.

Finally, the provider came in and completed the physicals. She was kind and thorough, ensuring everything was in order. I also got to learn that she was from Iran. Her interactions with me were impeccable. 

After four long hours, I left the facility with a mix of relief and reflection. The sluggish pace of urgent care and employee medicine was frustrating, but the experience served as a poignant reminder of the connections we build and the humanity we encounter in unexpected moments.  

Wishing everyone a healthy Christmas and holiday season.  

Stay well and safe

God bless,  

Pal Ronnie

A Cold Freezing Winter Piece

Yesterday, on Christmas day, a friend from Ghana asked me, “Has it snowed yet?” I replied, “Yes, twice already, and the weather has been frigid cold ever since.” 

She wanted to know just how cold it was, so I stepped into my car this morning and discovered something fascinating: the water I had left in the car the day before had turned to ice. I snapped a picture and sent it to her.  

I explained to her that if I had left the water in the refrigerator indoors, it wouldn’t have turned to ice. The temperature inside the car was comparable to that of a freezer, not just a fridge.

That simple moment made me realize how intriguing winter can be for those who have never experienced it. For many in regions like back home, West Africa, the concept of temperatures so cold that water freezes is hard to imagine. It’s a reminder of the stark contrasts between life in different parts of the world.  

Winter, where I now call home, isn't even as harsh as it can be further north, like in Canada, where temperatures regularly dip even lower. Still, the icy winds and snowy days can be challenging to endure. Before moving to the United States, I was worried about how I would cope with the cold. But over the years, I’ve learned to embrace those three wonderful months of winter as part of the cycle of seasons.  

That said, I do have my favorites: Autumn or Fall and Spring, with their milder temperatures and vibrant colors, are always a delight.  

To my friend in Ghana and anyone else unfamiliar with winter’s chill, I hope this offers some perspective. 

Embrace and appreciate the beauty of your own climate wherever you are   

Stay blessed,  

Merry Christmas 

Pal Ronnie

Oh Emmanuel, Hear Our Prayers: A Christmas Day Reflection

I hope your Christmas morning is wonderful. I went to Mass at St. Augustine's Parish in New City, New York. It was beautiful and the music was amazing. 

As we gather this Christmas, it’s natural and tradition to ask: “Did you get what you asked Santa for?” But as we grow older, we realize the things we truly aspire to receive transcend the material. Gone are the days when electronics or toys satisfied our deepest wishes. Now, we find ourselves praying for peace—peace in our homes, our neighborhoods, our country, and across the world.  

It’s impossible to ignore the turmoil surrounding us daily: the conflict in Israel and Gaza, the ongoing war in Ukraine and Russia, and the divisions we see even here at home. Pain and resentment seem to weave through the very fabric of humanity, leaving us yearning for a reprieve. 

The name “Emmanuel”, as the Gospel (Good news) reminds us, means “God is with us.” It’s a profound assurance that Christ’s humble birth brings the peace and hope we desperately seek. His presence among us is the gift that promises healing to our broken hearts, our anxieties, and the seasonal struggles many face: depression, loneliness, and chronic illness etc.  

This Christmas, may the birth of Christ bring us all peace and joy. May His presence heal our wounds and remind us that, even in darkness, God is with us.  

He's here and it's with prayers that we will have the grace to open our hearts for him to come and dwell in us. 

May God bless you and Merry Christmas to you and your family.  

Pal Ronnie  

Hello Snow-White Christmas: A Day’s Reflection

After a long work trip to the East, it feels good to be back home. There’s nothing quite like the familiarity of your own space, even if it’s blanketed by a fresh layer of snow. 

This morning, I woke up to find my car and driveway filled with snow—a hallmark of a white Christmas. Clearing it out doubled as my workout for the day before I headed to CityMD for some work related physicals.

One of the challenges of my line of work is the constant movement-Hello Mr. Momentum. You’re always on the go, which can make moments of rest feel fleeting. It’s Christmas Eve, and as I stepped into that urgent care, I was greeted by a packed room filled with sick people. The sight was a stark reminder of how fragile health can be, especially during the holiday season. Though my visit was brief, it left an impression. Everyone had a face mask on and most of them were coughing-a flu season upon us. 

As we approach Christmas, I want to take a moment to extend my warmest wishes to you and your loved ones. May your holidays be filled with joy, love, and good health.

Tomorrow, I’ll be attending Mass, a cherished tradition for me, and I plan to share a reflection afterward.

Wishing you a Merry Christmas and blessings in abundance.

Warm regards,
Pal Ron

The Mangione Case: A Courtroom Drama Unfolds

Today, December 23rd, 2024, marked a significant moment for my working trip and the unfolding of a case that has captivated public attention—the Mangione trial. 

Wrapping up my working trip to eastern New York was both fulfilling and chaotic. Traveling for work is always a blend of excitement and exhaustion. Meeting new people and immersing myself in different environments is rewarding, but the inevitable packing, cleaning, and enduring the infamous traffic on the Long Island Expressway (LIE) can be overwhelming. For those familiar with it, the congestion is often horrendous in both directions.

In the midst of closing out my trip, I managed to catch a glimpse of the Mangione case proceedings. I have been following this case closely since December 4th, partly due to my interest in healthcare and market psychology. On the day the CEO was tragically killed, the parent company's stock United Healthcare Group inexplicably soared, trading near its all-time high of over $611 per share. This anomaly immediately drew my attention. Never in my experience observing markets have I seen such an unusual response, a corporate leader assassinated, yet the stock market reacting with a bullish surge.

Fast forward to today: the accused, Luigi, was formally arraigned in court, facing a barrage of charges, including terrorism. As anticipated, he entered a plea of not guilty. Photographs from the courtroom captured him smiling, a jarring image for such a serious occasion. It is also worth noting that Luigi and his lawyer appeared to be wearing almost identical outfits, with matching colors. It was a striking detail that caught the attention of nearly everyone in the courtroom.  

His attorney, Karen Anigfilo, did not hold back in her remarks. Addressing the courtroom, she criticized the media and public for prematurely condemning her client. "Let me remind everyone that Luigi is entitled to the presumption of innocence until proven guilty in a court of law," she asserted firmly.  

Anigfolo also took aim at New York City Mayor Eric Adams, accusing him of orchestrating “the longest perp walk in history” to make a spectacle of her client. She added, "This entire process has been more about public theatrics than justice." Referring to Adams' background as a former police officer now embroiled in his own legal battles, she remarked on the irony of his actions. In his defense, Adams has emphasized his commitment to sending a strong message to potential criminals about New York's zero tolerance for violent acts.  

Outside the courthouse, the scene was equally charged. Despite the frigid temperatures—nearly zero degrees in some parts of the state—protesters gathered, holding signs declaring “Free Luigi.” The support for a man accused of such a heinous crime left me baffled. How could people rally behind someone implicated in the public execution of a CEO? This remains beyond my comprehension.  

In court, Anigfilo aptly described the media frenzy and public attention as a "spectacle." She decried the perceived unfair treatment of her client, framing it as a challenge to due process and justice. The judge, after hearing her statements and Luigi’s plea, adjourned the case, setting the next court date for February.  

As this case develops, I will continue to monitor and share updates. The Mangione trial is shaping up to be not only a legal battle but also a fascinating commentary on our society's relationship with crime, justice, and public perception.  

And I don't know about you, I can't wait for a TV drama in future based on this incident. It will be a wonderful TV series especially for the future generations to come. 

Stay safe, and God bless you.

Pal Ronnie 

The End of My First Adventure to the East of New York

 

Traveling to Eastern Long Island for work these past few months  has been an incredible experience. It’s amazing how just two hours drive east can feel so different. Time really flies, three months passed in the blink of an eye, and now I’m heading back to Rockland.  

The drive on the Long Island Expressway (LIE) was intense, with bumper-to-bumper traffic, but I made it. Over the next few weeks, I will have some downtime, and there’s something exciting on the horizon about work. I’ll share more about it when the time comes, so stay tuned for I will be posting updates also.  

God bless!  

I remain your pal, 

Ronnie Law 

Public Support for Mangione Continues to Raises Eyebrows Amid Terrorism Charges

Luigi Mangione, currently detained at the “Metropolitan Detention Center”, is facing a slew of charges, including “terrorism”. Sharing the same facility as controversial figure "Lube Master" -P. Diddy, his case has drawn significant public attention and polarized opinions.  

What’s particularly striking is the overwhelming support Mangione continues to receive from the public. Despite the severity of the charges against him, his crowdfunding campaign has amassed over $180,000.00 to date, signaling strong advocacy for his release.  

This case highlights a growing divide between legal proceedings and the overall public sentiment. As the funds continue to pour in, one can’t help but wonder: What does this say about “the court of public opinion” and its influence on high-profile cases?  

Let that sink in.  

I'll continue to follow this closely and update you as we go.

I remain your pal,

Ronnie Law 

My Reflections on the 4th Week of Advent

Today, Sunday December 22nd, 2024, my initial plans didn’t work out, so I decided to attend the 11:00 am Mass at St. Lawrence the Martyr Church in Sayville for the 4th week of Advent celebration. It was the last Sunday mass before Christmas and it was an epic experience, and I felt truly blessed by the Word and connections with fellow Believers in Christ.  

The first reading was from the Prophet Micah (Micah 5:1-4), prophesied the coming of the Messiah, a ruler whose kingship would be like none before, one marked by peace, justice, and righteousness. Micah’s vision was of a world without war, hatred, or cronyism, and his prophecy pointed to the Lord’s divine rule. 

The second reading from (Hebrews 10:5-10) emphasized our Lord Jesus doing the will of the Father. It reminds us to reflect: Do we hear God’s voice in our lives amid the distractions of modern living? Through prayer and meditation on the Word of God, we must strive to tune into His presence rather than tuning it out. Ask God for His will to be done in us. 

Then the Gospel reading (Luke 1:39-45) highlighted Mary, the Mother of our Lord, visiting Elizabeth. Elizabeth declared, “Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb.” I know Catholics have been accused over the years for worshipping Mary. We don't worship her, we honor her as the Mother of our Lord, Jesus Christ, the Messiah. 

The sight of Mary brought profound joy to Elizabeth because she was carrying the eternal Word Himself, Jesus Christ. Even John the Baptist, still in the mother's womb, leapt for joy. Just imagine that!  

As we celebrate Christ’s birth this Christmas, we are called to bring similar joy to every home we visit and every person we meet out there in the world wherever we are. This joy in us is made possible through the Holy Eucharist we receive at Mass and the Word with carry in our hearts. Once the bread and wine are consecrated, transubstantiation, they become the true Body and Blood of Christ. Receiving this sacrament therefore empowers us to be disciples and missionaries, sharing Christ’s peace and presence with the world around us.  

While giving gifts at Christmas is wonderful, the best gifts we can give is by forgiving others for their wrongs done to us, seeking the opportunities for confessions of our wrongs to God's will for us, and loving wholeheartedly. By bringing joy and peace to those around us: family, friends, and our colleagues, we truly reflect the spirit of Christmas, the birth of Christ our savior.  

Merry Christmas 

Go in peace! 

God bless!

Ronnie Law

"Do the Best You Can with What You Have": A Patient's Profound Statement Worth Pondering

Today at work, I encountered a patient whose words deeply resonated with me. He was in his 80s, admitted to the hospital with a gastrointestinal bleed. The plan was to perform a colonoscopy for further diagnostics, but his bowel prep leading up to the test hadn’t been adequate, delaying the procedure. As a result, he had to continue fasting under the hospital’s NPO (nothing by mouth) protocol.

When I entered his room, I saw frustration etched on his face. He told me he hadn’t eaten in four days and wanted to know when the test was going to happen. He was hungry, beyond frustrated, and longing for this ordeal to end so he could eat and, hopefully, go home. As he poured out his frustrations, a call came from the endoscopy department, informing us that his procedure was on track to happen soon and they would send for him in about fifteen minutes.  

Hearing this, his mood shifted dramatically. Relief immediately replaced his frustration. He smiled but soon needed assistance with his urinal, remarking on how life had stripped away his independence:  

“Life is so strange. You get sick, everything falls apart, and you still die.”  

His words hit me hard. They encapsulated the fragility of life and the inevitability of our human condition. Yet, in his vulnerability, he left me with a piece of wisdom to ponder:  

“No matter what stage of life you’re in, be happy. Do your best. Love, forgive those who cause you pain, and move on. At the end of the day, our lives don’t amount to much—but they could, if we share them meaningfully with those around us.”  

We don’t need to be 80 years old to understand the truth in his statement and outlook on life. Life is fleeting, but it can be rich and meaningful if we focus on what truly matters: connection, kindness, and love.  

If there’s one thing this job has taught me, it’s that life is dynamic.  

In the end, his test was completed, and he was finally able to eat a meal. Shortly after, he was discharged. Before he left, he told me how appreciative he was of the care he received. I couldn’t help but tell him how much his earlier statement had touched me and that I had written about it. To my surprise, he asked me to share the piece with him.  

Look at that, folks. This is why I go to work, even on days when I don’t feel like it.  

I just wanted to share this moment with you, hoping it inspires you as it did me.  

As you know, for HIPAA reasons, I cannot share more details about the patient, but you get the message.  

God bless you all,  

Pal Ronnie