Here I am, once again, with a blank sheet of paper.  One of these days I'm going to get my notes together and write the article, I planned to write about the former NFL player, who is traveling sharing his music and his message.  You may have heard of him.  His name is Kyle Turley.  Well I interviewed him awhile back, but I just have not managed to get beyond the writer's block I have.  I seem to keep thinking about how to begin, and just what I want to say.  

I suppose I could begin with an explanation of why I interviewed him.  I mean it's not like I ever had a desire to talk to a pro-athlete before, but after hearing Kyle Turley on a radio show on Sirius XM, I tried desperately to reach out to him.   Had nothing to do with his playing career, and well it didn't have to do with his music.  It had to do with our shared passion for advocacy work about brain trauma.  

Prior to last September, I had no idea who he was but he happened to be the first guest on a new show my brother was co-hosting on Sirius XM Radio.  I was not listening to the show for any reason other than to hear my brother talk on a national show.  I was excited for him to have worked so hard, and to finally be on a network such as Sirius.  I don't think I would have cared who he was interviewing.  It could have been a Martian for all I cared.  

So anyway there I was sitting in my truck, listening to the radio and my brother spoke with Kyle about his music, and about his former NFL career.  Kyle, shared something about the work he was doing to try to get people to listen to how many of the former NFL players were being diagnosed with CTE - Chronic traumatic encephalopathy. [ According to a recent google search about 7,470,000 results (0.16 seconds) for searching for 'CTE' and well that seems like a lot to me. ]

I care about brain trauma for reasons other than Kyle.  I have son who, when handed to me, had blood pouring from his eye.  He was rushed to intensive care, and at eight days old he was placed in a little bed, and moved into an MRI machine.  Doctor's told me they needed to determine where the blood was coming from, that had flowed out of his eye.  It turned out that the results of the MRI would indicate my son suffered from permanent brain damage.  I was told when my son was just eight days old that he would never get into Yale, but I should expect him to be very good at Math.  The extent of my son's injuries would not be known right away, in other words the MRI results couldn't tell me everything, and I would have to return with my son at three month intervals, until he was two and then I would not need to bring him back until he turned five.  As I am sure you can understand, it was the various different milestones that doctors wanted to check.  

So when my son was just eighteen months old he was taken to the natural setting at the prominent teaching hospital where he was born.  There was a horticultural setting and the neurologist gave him fish food.  A few moments later my son looked to me, and then proceeded to feed the gold fish in the pond.  The neurologist said to me, "You do not have to worry about him as respects to whether he will be capable of being a good citizen."  I honestly, had no idea what he meant, and I asked him how he knew.  He said, "Do you see how he looked to you, before he fed the fish?  He has the capacity to think before acting, and he just showed there that he will be capable of respecting rules and authority." 

Segue to years later, and I am working on my PhD work.  For so many reasons, I study violence in human behavior.  This might have much to do with growing up in an abusive environment, and my sad realization that I would be drawn to violent men, as a result of my childhood.  I spent most of my adult life studying the dynamics of human behavior, and the way power and control are used and misused in intimate relationships, whether that was between lovers, husbands/wives, siblings parents., etc.,  Human behavior, and mutual respect among genders fascinates me, and I am often intrigued by the dynamics of what compels a person to act in the way they do.  

So there I was listening to the radio, when I was fully expecting to hear a sports show.  I was not aware that the guest, Kyle Turley, was more than a former NFL player.  I had no idea I would connect so much with his message.  I invite you to listen to the song, I have shared.  I invite you to follow him on Twitter @KyleTurley and I invite you to read about his passion and advocacy work for the former members of the National Football League.  I invite you to decide for yourself if this is a man who cares about the way the NFL seems to have abandoned their duties to take care of the men who built up the league.  As for me, I simply wish to thank him for taking the time to meet with me, to share his passion, to talk about his music and his family in a way that seems genuinely heartfelt.  I don't just travel to Lake Charles Louisiana to meet anyone, and I don't spend a $1000. on tickets for a concert of his, that was to be played in New Orleans last year for no reason.  I did these things because I care about people with brain trauma, and I want the National Football League to back up their stance, that 'Together We Make Football' ~ some more than others.  Cause for some, the price was very great and the risks were unknown.  So it might be a good thing to welcome the opportunity to realize that 'Together' is not just a buzz word, or a marketing slogan but a promise.