{"id":749,"date":"2008-09-09T09:52:00","date_gmt":"2008-09-09T13:52:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2008\/09\/09\/monday-night-sam-button\/"},"modified":"2008-09-09T09:52:00","modified_gmt":"2008-09-09T13:52:00","slug":"monday-night-sam-button","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2008\/09\/09\/monday-night-sam-button\/","title":{"rendered":"Monday night &#8211; Sam button"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><div id=\"pBlogBody_431419051\" class=\"blogContent\">\n<center><\/p>\n<div align=\"left\">So I was half way to work this morning before I realized that I didn&#8217;t have my Sam button in my packet.   It&#8217;s the very same one that I wore every day for a year after Sam died.. I now carry  it in my left shirt pocket.. over my heart.. whenever I where a shirt that has pockets..   When I relized I&#8217;d left it at home, I almost turned around.. but I had stuff waiting for me at work&#8230; and went on in..<\/p>\n<p>Try as I might. though, I coulld not get used to not having that button in my bocket. I&#8217;ve got a custom now of reaching over and touching the button whenever I think of Sam.. it&#8217;s kind of an uncouncious movement.. Today I realized just how many times I do that each day.. I&#8217;d reach for it .. and find it not there.. and then notice I was doing it. <\/p>\n<p>You know.. I thik that&#8217;s kind of nice. <\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i147.photobucket.com\/albums\/r319\/johncohn\/sep0808\/sep0808012.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<div align=\"left\">Aside from that.. my day was pretty unremarkable.. I had a brief but nice meeting with my friend Kerry. Kerry and his freinds collect and repair old military vehicle.. I htink I want to take a tank to burning man to drive around.. Maybe Kerry can help !<\/div>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i147.photobucket.com\/albums\/r319\/johncohn\/sep0808\/sep0808002.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<div align=\"left\">The weather today was so gorgeous.. that I tried to work a bit outside.. I managed to walk up and down one fo the IBM service roads abotu 10 times while I was on the phone.. It was so bright and beutiful out.. <\/div>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i147.photobucket.com\/albums\/r319\/johncohn\/sep0808\/sep0808004.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<div align=\"left\">Even te view from my windo at work was intoxicating..   How&#8217;s a persons &#8216;sposed to get any work done when it looks like this outside ? <\/div>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/i147.photobucket.com\/albums\/r319\/johncohn\/sep0808\/sep0808007.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<div align=\"left\">Ah well. that was my day.. I just ended it by takign a look at <a href=\"http:\/\/profile.myspace.com\/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=29948174\">Sam&#8217;s Myspace page<\/a>. Belive it or not.. kids are still posting stuff to him every few days.. They also send him private messages.. but I never read them.. they&#8217;re for Sam. <\/p>\n<p>OK folks.. time for bed. See you tomorrow. Nite Sam<br \/>-me<\/p>\n<p><\/div>\n<p><\/center>\n<\/div><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So I was half way to work this morning before I realized that I didn&#8217;t have my Sam button in my packet. It&#8217;s the very same one that I wore every day for a year after Sam died.. I now carry it in my left shirt pocket.. over my heart.. whenever I where a shirt &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2008\/09\/09\/monday-night-sam-button\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Monday night &#8211; Sam button<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-749","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/749","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=749"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/749\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=749"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=749"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=749"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}