Hallerin Hilton Hill

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A Rare Interview with one of the best:

Hallerin Hilton Hill

Saturday 8am

 

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Hallerin Hilton Hill Morning Show

“Welcome to this brand new day. This day has never been lived before. It’s a blank canvas. If you will it so, it can be your masterpiece. As you wake up this morning think of three things you’re grateful for and then get out there and live this day with all the joy, wonder and enthusiasm you can muster.”

That’s the way Hallerin Hilton Hill starts every show. Hallerin loves his job! He got his radio baptism on his father’s knee. Hallerin’s dad had a weekend radio show in Milwaukee, and Hallerin says it was love at first sound! Hallerin can be heard weekday mornings in Knoxville 5:30 to 10 am on News Talk 98.7. You can see his television show Anything is Possible Sundays at Noon on WBIR-TV Channel 10.

He’s a Grammy-nominated singer/songwriter for Whitney Houston, Take 6, and Bishop T.D. Jakes, and travels the country speaking to businesses as a member of the National Speakers Association. Hallerin’s been in the radio business for over 20 years, is married to wife Nedra, and has two children, Hallerin II and Halle Nicole. 

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Boston Marathon Survivor’s Story: Robert Siciliano

“America will never, ever, ever stand down. We are Boston. We are America. We respond, we endure, we overcome and we own the finish line.”Joseph Biden

Remembering:

A Survivor’s Story

2013 Boston Marathon: My Best Worst Day Ever

 

UPDATE: 6/7/13. We are approaching 2 months after the bombing, many people have moved on, but there are still lots of people who have been affected that are still in some form of PTSD. Me included. Having to recount the story over and over again doesn’t seem to get any easier. At this point I’m crowd-sourcing therapy!

Training for a marathon is a taxing, physical, emotional and expensive process. For me personally, that means five cortisone shots, almost a hundred physical therapy appointments and a few arguments with my wife. Why do it? Why climb a mountain? Why be a police officer? Why be an emergency room nurse? Why detonate a bomb in a crowd of innocent people? Not sure. We all make choices others wouldn’t and we justify our decisions based on our interests, options and perspective.

 

Shortly after the bombings, evacuating the city, carrying my 40lb child after running 26 miles. Hurt, angered, saddened and grateful to get to my family.

Shortly after the bombings, evacuating the city, carrying my 40lb child after running 26 miles. Hurt, angered, saddened and grateful to get to my family.

 

For me, I just wanted to lose weight, get fit and finally give back to a charity, killing two birds with one stone, so to speak. When you’re 44 with a young family and your health and marriage are good, bills are paid and life is settled, words like “health,” “gratitude” and “grace” begin to have more meaning. And when you become a runner, you join a special club of conscious people who understand our time is limited.

 

So I’ve spent the past two years raising money for Boston Children’s Hospital and disciplining myself to eat better and get in the best shape I can so I can be of value to my family in 20 years. (Plus, “abs” has been on my bucket list.) And after last year’s 86-degree heat and my awful 5:32 time, I was on my way to run about a 4:10 (BEST) this year but was stopped at mile 26 due to some idiot’s agenda (WORST).

 

My improved time put me on Boylston Street shortly after the blasts. There were two loud bangs, and as I rounded the corner I saw the finish line through dissipating smoke. Boston police immediately corralled runners from going any farther down Boylston because it was now a volatile area and potential crime scene. At 2:52 PM I called my wife, who was at the finish line, and got no answer. A minute later, I got my dad on the phone; he was with my wife and the kids and he confirmed they were OK. I instructed him to leave ASAP, as another bomb could go off any moment. I told him to walk down the center of the street and avoid any cars.

 

But nothing was going to keep me away from them; I couldn’t just sit there and wait. In my mind, there were bombs going off between my family and me. As a father, son and husband, the instinctual need to get your family to safety overpowers every sense of reason. I dodged a couple of police officers and ran down Boylston, the only runner on the field, putting myself in jeopardy and now also in the line of law enforcement chasing after me. At the 26-mile mark, I saw people on the ground, bloody and getting medical attention from the few paramedics that were on hand to take care of runners expected to be injured in more predictable, less violent ways. I made a decision to keep going. Which still doesn’t sit well. It felt like a 3D movie where the scene was pushing me back in my chair, but the sound was off. I know the scene was loud with sirens and screams, but I heard nothing……

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