New Year, New Meh….

Heading into 2018, a lot has been on my mind. This past year beat the hell out of me.  Diagnosed with sleep apnea, on top of diabetes, high blood pressure & high coloesterol does not make Phil a fun guy.  To make matters a little worse, I can't sleep with a CPAP machine.  I gave... Continue Reading →



Here we are, going into the first week of July.  Baseball is getting ready for its All Star game, and many of my friends are all bitching on social media how they can't wait for football season to start, because baseball is "too slow".  As someone who grew up in the 60s playing baseball, and... Continue Reading →


"Bill.......this is God" "God?  Hey, hey, hey!  What's up, God?" "I want you to go to call a press conference tomorrow, and tell the truth and let everyone know you raped all of those women..........." (pause) "..................RIGHT.........." In an ideal world, this would have happened, and he would have confessed.  However, in a true ideal... Continue Reading →

American Airlines Checked My Dignity at the Gate

I’ve traveled American in the past, and have seen them service the disabled in a kind and courteous manner. The fact that a pilot could make that decision based on “Captain’s orders” has me contemplating not using American for future travel.

I hope Mr. Smith seeks legal action against American,since the captain was acting as an agent of the company when he was removed from the plane, and shame on the other passengers for not speaking up on his behalf.


By Mark E. Smith

As one with cerebral palsy, using a wheelchair, I’ve been blessed. For two decades, I’ve built a career in the corporate business world. That career has allowed me to fly on hundreds of trips, from Hawaii to Spain, to many destinations in-between. I, like most business travelers, crisscross the friendly skies from event to event, working to support my wife and two daughters, pursuing the success most of us wish.

However, on March 27, 2017, on American Airlines, I saw a dramatically different side to the world of air travel that I’ve long known.

See, I’d finished five days working a trade show in Southern California, and as I waited to board American Airlines Flight 121, departing at 11:30 am, from Los Angeles to Philadelphia, all was typical. I had my ticket in hand, my wheelchair was tagged for cargo, and I was looking forward to…

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