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Oxycodone – a miracle and a nightmare

Monday, March 6th, 2017

Oxycodone was developed in 1917 in Germany, and is a moderately potent opioid analgesic generally indicated for relief of moderate to severe pain. Physicians often prescribe it because it works. This is a personal story about the unintended effects of the drug.

In the summer 2014, I crashed my racing bici at 28-mph and suffered a fractured clavicle, eight fractured ribs, and a partially deflated right lung.

The accident occurred when I was five minutes below my fastest time as the derailleur slipped and I slammed it with the palm of my hand, which catapulted the bicycle chain into the rear tire hub and froze the rear tire movement at twenty-eight miles-an-hour.

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I was in advertising. Yes, like Mad Men.

Monday, January 30th, 2017

The fall of 1980 was a pivotal moment. After a series of misfortunes, my wife and I moved to New York City with the advice of an epidemiologist at Massachusetts General Hospital: Move to New York City and pit your minds against the best and brightest. Leave misfortune behind in Boston. We took his advice, and my wife, who was a successful designer in Madrid, created placemats in the Big Apple that were bright and original and she caught the niche in an exciting market.

On the contrary, bad luck followed me like an orphan dog. I had written two novels, one of which was judged ‘bright and original,’ by Harcourt Brace Jovanovich and made it through various editorial meetings at St. Martin’s Press. Previous employment included Johnson and Higgins, two brokerage firms (Blair & Co, E. F. Hutton).

I pursued copywriting with Young and Rubicam. They had judged the Inter Ad contest at Thunderbird, a.k.a. The American Graduate School of International Management, where I was Marketing Director of the wining InterAd team’s presentation. Young & Rubicam and Ogilvy and Mather expressed interest. SSC&B offered to make my Ad boards. I also interviewed Brokerage firms and was scheduled for two training classes. The job was a critical issue with a wife and a newborn baby.

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HBS Author’s Spotlight – Class of July 2016

Monday, August 1st, 2016

Monday, August 2, 2016

Ralph’s Place – A Magical Experience – by C. Michael Bennis

Sunday, June 26th, 2016
Magical world

An enchanted place packed with vampires and mystical creatures will help Ralph find what he needs the most—himself —in this inspirational young adult fantasy by C. Michael Bennis.I began creating nightly Ralph stories twenty-five year’s ago.  Friends cautioned: ‘once you start you can never stop.  Imagine returning from a stressful day at the office and having to pick up the burden of another nighttime story?’  Ironically, that never occurred.  The shock came when I had to stop for lack of an audience.  The best I can describe: it felt like wandering around looking anxiously for something lost.

I began creating nightly Ralph’s Place stories thirty-nine years ago.  Friends cautioned: ‘once you start you can never stop.  Imagine returning from a stressful day at the office and having to pick up the burden of another nighttime story?’  Ironically, I never experienced the problem.  On the contrary, I crashed when I no longer had an audience.  I can best describe the withdrawal as wandering aimlessly through the house looking for something I’d never ever find.

Ralph’s Place is a rich fantasy inspired by the daily bedtime stories I first created nightly for our son Alex, who succumbed to cancer at six-years old, and later for Daniel who was a fan for many years.

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Life is like the river traveling to the sea

Saturday, February 13th, 2016

Hold happiness tightly enjoy it brightly

Javea was a little known paradise in the province of Alicante, Spain, when Bobbi and I stored our Madrid furniture and personal effects in January of 1980, and drove to the Costa Blanca in our new Citroen Méhari (orange plastic, French 2 cv).  Javea is where the warm Mediterranean breeze circulates with the fragrance of orange blossoms and creates the feeling of knowing and feeling you are where you are supposed to be.

Bobbi and I would part and go separate ways years later, however 1980 was the year of hopes, illusions and expectations.  We had rented a chalet just outside Javea, where we would live until we found a 100-year-old farmhouse to modernize and decorate.  We had a brief hiatus in our plans when Becton Dixon selected Bobbi to decorate their new Madrid headquarters, which meant she would commute between Javea and Madrid.

I became our five-year-old son Alex’s playmate, co-conspirator in imagination, cohort in gathering wild flowers for Mom’s return and our chief food preparer.  In the early morning, bilingual Alex left in the bus for the all-Spanish Paidos School in Denia. He returned mid afternoon which allowed time for me to write, to shop for food, and to go once in a while for a fast bicycle ride.

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New Blog Post 15 December 2015 Re: bicycle accident

Tuesday, December 15th, 2015

The last blog post was dated July 4, 2014, and the ensuing hiatus in blog posts resulted from summer 2014, when I crashed my racing bici at 28-mph and suffered fractured clavicle, eight fractured ribs, a hairline pelvic fracture and a partially deflated R-lung.

The accident occurred while ridding my vintage Cannondale that should have been replaced.  I had just shaved five minutes off my best time ever and headed downhill toward home when the derailleur slipped.  I could have dismounted and repaired the problem.  However in distress and annoyance, I slammed the derailleur with the palm of my hand.  This catapulted the bicycle chain into the rear tire hub and froze the rear tire at twenty-eight miles-an-hour.

It’s incredible how disaster occurs in slow motion.  Attempts to break forward speed on the front tire destroyed steering control.  There was no doubt I would go down.

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Newspaper, The North Woods and Exceptional Women

Friday, July 4th, 2014

 

The Saddle Mountains as seen from the John Way...

John Wayne Pioneer Trail. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

In 1908, my maternal great grandfather, William Frank Dunn, was President, Publisher and co-owner of the Chicago Journal, which later became the Chicago Daily News.  The newspaper consumed reams of newsprint that was purchased at exorbitant prices from Chicago jobbers. 

So Frank Dunn took the train to northern Wisconsin and negotiated directly with the lumber mill in Park Falls where wood pulp became paper that he bought at a more reasonable price.

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May 20, 1964 what it was like to face death?

Sunday, January 26th, 2014

C. Michael Bennis – Author and Speaker   http://www.cmichaelbennis.com

The festival of San Isidro, Madrid’s patron saint, begins the Friday before May 15.  It lasts for 9 days of continuous partying with music, dancing, and sensational bullfights.  The Capitol is spotless, flowers boldly accentuate the beautiful avenidas and glorietas, and the warm weather is delightful.  This is a time for fun, for romance and for death in the afternoon bullfights.

In 1964, El Cordobéz was scheduled to enter Madrid’s Plaza de Toros de Las Ventas at 5:00 p.m. This is the most beautiful bullring in Spain, built in 1929 in the Neo-Mudéjar style.  Manuel Benitez Perez, a.k.a. El Cordobéz had fought in over 400 corridas to sold out crowds but he had purposely shunned Madrid, where the critics continually insulted him.  He was illiterate, he had no apparent saving grace.  Worse, he was an insult to the legend of Manolete.

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Indie House Books presents an interview with C. Michael Bennis.

Tuesday, April 2nd, 2013

IHB Presents a Discussion with Author Michael Bennis

Posted on: March 27th, 2013 by David M.
Assigned categories: IHB Contributor WritesInterviews

Indie House Books is pleased to present an interview with Michael Bennis.

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Adobe bricks support timeless memories

Wednesday, April 11th, 2012
Photo © by Jeff Dean

Photo © by Jeff Dean (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

La Casa Caliente stretches across a hilltop with unlimited panoramas of majestic mountains and valley. It is a natural building made from sand, clay and water, sun dried in Mexico into two-foot long Adobe bricks. The Mexican tile adobe roof was handmade to perfection. Despite its name, Casa Caliente would remain cool during the long hot Tucson, Arizona summers. The ‘hot house’ designation was a creation of my adman grandfather (Hott is his family name). Simply, La Casa Caliente is a mud masterpiece in the valuable tradition of Mexican homes and in Adobe structures that date back to some of the oldest existing buildings in the world.  We will never know if the  adobe walls  silently archive the presence and the emotions of those who inhabit their interiors.  What if  the Adobe walls were able to speak?  This is what you might hear if that were to happen..

Casa Caliente’s adobe construction  has four bedrooms, seven bathrooms and separate guest’s quarters.  Outside, there is a charming patio with pool, an ancestral olive tree, and a complete citrus grove.   The colorful exterior vegetation includes:  red bougainvillea, desert saguaros, ocotillos, yuccas, paloverdes, mesquites, plus a plethora of colorful desert  plants and wild flowers.There are numerous free-loaders:  resident bobcats (often  with cubs),  a hungry mountain lion, and marauding, serenading coyotes searching for a small dog or house cat.

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