SCRAP BOOK
"I know, Lord, that no one chooses their way,
Nor determines their course nor directs their own step." Jeremiah 10:23
Proof God Authors (Animates, Writes, Scripts, Draws) all existence:
When I was a youth I went to my father's 15th reunion, and we saw the Beatles comic movie, then went to a concert in what I believe was Collis. The band was playing and a young girl came up to me and said: "You look like Donny Osmond," who I only knew about because of the Osmond cartoon on Saturdays. As I watched the band, an Omni voice external yet internal said to me (I knew it was God): "You will attend here and be on that stage playing guitar." I did not own a guitar, only a pink plastic fake guitar toy. But I believed the voice, and knew it would come true. When I attended Dartmouth years later, senior year my band played in Collis, on that stage, and my string broke, so I had to borrow my bass player's pink Fender Strat shaped exactly like that pink guitar toy I had when a youth.
It is not 'foreseeing the future,' rather it is "Knowing God's Plan" -- What God Plans To Author (Script, Write, Draw). Often promises about the future are CONDITIONAL, they depend on "obeying God's laws," and if we do, "God promises to be faithful" and fulfill His end of the bargain, what He promises to author for you. I also knew when I was about 10 years old that I would attend Deerfield Academy. My father took us to a Deerfield football game, and I strayed off walking down to the Deerfield River with my younger brother. As we walked back toward the football field, I heard that same loud external yet internal voice of God: "Brian, my son, you will be playing on that football field one day." I later did.
God does that for each of us. If we pay attention to God, He will often let us know in advance what He is Authoring.
Here is one of my recommendation letters from the Dean of Deerfield Academy. I offer it for others to see a recommendation letter that worked.
I had others, including from the AP Art teacher, but I can't find it yet. And the head of the Biology Department, my teacher of AP Biology.
I also won the Book Award for excellence in the study of Biology (Lawrence E. Broher Award), but can't find that either.
All four years at Dartmouth were spent with Deb as my girlfriend, and a year after that.
Debby made a book throughout the hockey season in 87-88, and she never told me. Then she gave it to me at the end of the season. My parents
had it at their home and brought it recently. It has about 20 pages filled with newspaper clippings and hockey game brochures.
Freshman year I injured my back early in the varsity hockey season. I was in a lot of pain for several months before surgery (Spinal Fusion L5 to Sacral).
I practically dropped out of going to lab or classes for that duration. Later one of my TAs for lab said "he never would have given me a low grade if I had
only told him what was going on." I was immature, did not go to the dean, did not talk to anyone at the school about it in time, and took my GPA hit.
The only other grade that really dropped my GPA was 87F, Microeconomics, taught by a visiting professor from Israel, who nearly failed every student
in that class for the mid-term exam! He said: "All American students are lazy." He had numerous complaints about him. Oh, and there was 85S, Reason
& Religion class which I never attended. The first day of class the professor sat cross-legged on the desk, and stared at us for about ten minutes, before
he spoke a word. I think I made up for Reason & Religion later in life. I pray. Most of my time, other than studying, was spent with Sports, Debby,
and Rock Band, and I wrote many songs during that time -- when I should have been studying. Three of those songs aired on the college radio:
Common Man (This Is Our Life), Whispers In The Dark, and Take What You Offer. And I also had a jingle on the radio: "Wanna Get Dartwash."
Giving back what I learned in hockey was really rewarding when coaching in summer camps, or when coaching the Bantam team in 2002-03.
We won two tournaments, in the B division, with a team that had a few A players, some B players, and mostly C players or House League.
They had combined all the teams together due to a severe drop off in numbers and talent since the town's "hay days" when we were youths.
This is the team referenced in the case 814 NE2d 393.
The case briefly mentions my coaching style for such a composite type group of youths all on the same team.
Not to mention the radically different parenting styles of such diverse talented young players. Very different from
when I played on travel team A when a youth. Back then the rules also did not require "equal playing time."
I very much doubt that the lessons from such experimental type teams and rules will help in life as much. It seems
there should be a reward for working harder and becoming a better player on the team -- instead of 'all is equal.'
After Dartmouth, I spent a year in Boston (with Debby), and then off to Law School at William & Mary's Marshall-Wythe
law school with my guitar and four track recorder. This is the student run newspaper. I made one of the trading cards.
I recently had an abbreviated photo scrap book given me from my mother. These are from that. The only photo of my
Dartmouth graduation has Debby in it also. Most of these are Deerfield and Dartmouth ages, some from Law School
at William & Mary, and at least one is older, at the top of the mural. http://brianfusonie.com/Old Photographs.htm
Okay, I was not going to post these, but decided I better address the difficult issue of young men and women stealing each
other's lives, play acting married, then breaking apart. Years wasted that could have been spent honestly seeking a wife.
Back then Debby was Jewish and I was Catholic. I knew it would not work, back then. 5 years we wasted. But remained
friends. Tina was 2 years of law school dating her. She was Presbyterian and I was Catholic. I knew for that and other
reasons it would not work. We wasted two years together. That is seven years during my marrying age. Now this is common.
I do not like it at all. I pray things return to God's plan, not our selfish planning.
The bottom left photo is of my college band, NRO, which became "The Option" senior year. I have no idea
who of them stayed together. My guess is only one pair did. Everyone was play acting 'married' when we
were not married. It is not God's plan. Things need to change.
http://brianfusonie.com/Old Photographs.htm
