Monday, February 26, 2018

My Interview with Johnny



One of my dreams has always been to be on the Johnny Carson show.  I grew up with Johnny and unlike the opinionated late night hosts we have today I always felt Johnny was genuine and sincere, doing a little research on the man bore out this belief.  He was loved by many and the talk show scene has not been the same since.  I don’t even watch any of them anymore since Craig Ferguson’s show…he was always good for a few laughs. 

Of course being an average white American male, with no claim to stardom, would make an interview an impossibility, the executives couldn’t bear the thought of a nobody impacting their precious ratings.  But, that did not deter my dream, we all have them, some as simple as a walk in the park, others as complex as establishing world peace.

So now that I am in my late 50’s I find I still have dreams of a better life, like most all of you.  What does your better life entail?  Money, fame, power, or happiness, self- reliance and control of your own destiny?  Some may say you cannot have column B without column A, I say hog wash.
As an average American white guy who has worked since I left home at 16 to support myself and those I love…I have a few stories to tell.  Just like you my life up until this point has not been easy, but I see an easier way to enjoy my remaining years.

From hitchhiking around the country, being homeless, to the VP of a $19 million a year company I’ve seen the good and the bad this country has to offer.  I have traveled a bit outside our borders as well and from those experiences learned to appreciate our land and our freedoms more than ever.
Now, as I write in a blog that has seen 1000’s of visits, I appreciate more and more every day the people who take the time to read a bit of what the Lord has gifted me with.  I may not always come across as a Mr. Nice guy, because sometimes folks need to be shaken up a bit to rattle their senses.  But deep down please know that I love this country, I love my family, and I love to tell stories and play music.

That is how I want to live my remaining days, however long or short they may be.  If I could find a way to break free of the everyday and be on paid vacation while I enjoy the blessings in and around me…that would satisfy my dreams.

I still have that dream of being interviewed by Johnny, and one day maybe it will come true, but not in this life or earthly realm.  I miss you Johnny, more than you know.  I once had a good friend named Johnny who passed way before his time.  We used to spend hours talking about life.  In the end he was sick and hurting, so to His Arms he was delivered.  I was never interviewed by Johnny Carson, but I was interviewed by my friend Johnny as we picked each other’s brains on why so many suffer and why so many go hungry, in a land full of abundance and potential cures.

The pages of my blog are my interview; my life is an open book.  I hope you find something here that inspires you to chase your dreams.  I’ll tell you this; if the chase involves horses I’ll be right there with you.

One of my dreams has always been to reach a point where someone, someday, somehow thinks that an average American white guy just might have something to say or a story to tell that leaves those that hear it a better understanding of their own life and the world we all live in.

If you were interviewed today, what would your story be?  I hope it is one of triumph over tragedy, of love conquering hate and of forgiveness replacing blame.

Our country is divided, but only by cracks in the mirror.  Look inside yourself and consider the greater good and it will all work out.  God has a plan, and that plan does not include the word failure.

Since I can’t be up there just yet Mr. Carson, please seek out my friend and co-worker Johnny, he’d make a great average white guy interview, he might even tell you a story or two about me.

All the best to you and yours my friends.

Revelations 27…oh wait that chapter doesn’t exist…or does it?

Bryan A. Stross 2/26/2018 9:00 PM EST
Iron Station, North Carolina

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