My memory is playing tricks on me. Here's what I know. It was the early 70s. We were at the beach and I was very young. We didn't go on a lot of vacations, which makes the memory stick out even more in my thoughts. On one of the vacation days, I remember being a... Continue Reading →
Seven things I know . . .
I feel a few things in my heart. Here's seven of them: --Despite a sea of hatred . . . Despite all the crummy news . . . Despite all of it, there's lots of good things happening all around us. More children and adults are able to attend school and get a quality education... Continue Reading →
Playing in the dirt
I was like many little kids. I went through a phase where I loved big bulldozers, skidloaders, and backhoes trucks. I wanted nothing more than to play in the dirt. I had a metal Tonka dump truck and imagined that I was on a construction site and working just like the real people. I thought... Continue Reading →
Breakfast with dad and Crocodile Rock
My father enters the diner. Elton John's song Crocodile Rock fills the restaurant. He sees me in a corner booth and starts to make his way toward where I'm seated. He's careful to let the waitress pass with a tray full of food. He wears a heavy flannel shirt and jeans. The temperature is supposed... Continue Reading →
Creating some hope – Part I
Johnny was smart as a whip. You'd mention that you were having problems with an important client. He'd pull some movie or pop culture reference out of thin air. "You're gonna need a bigger boat" to solve that problem, he would say stealing the line from the 1975 film, Jaws. He had an encyclopedia for... Continue Reading →
Saying no to Quitter’s Day
Bill Gates famously dropped out of Harvard in 1975 to help found Microsoft, becoming one of the richest people in the world with a net worth of $114 billion. Following in his footsteps three decades later, Mark Zuckerberg quit school to found Facebook. Photo by Nathan Cowley on Pexels.com I'm thinking this week about Gates,... Continue Reading →
And then the magic happened
When I get frustrated with life, I like to remind myself: Stephen King received 30 rejections for his first novel, Carrie, before finally being published in 1974, and selling over a million copies in the first 12 months. Steven Spielberg was rejected three times to attend film school at the University of Southern California. He's... Continue Reading →
Oh, it’s too early in the morning!
I tried to shake the rust out of my tired arms and legs. I thought I looked like a graceful young ballerina stretching her legs or maybe a boxer hitting each of his arms and mentally preparing himself for a fight. In reality, I looked like an wounded duck, one wing working, one flapping in... Continue Reading →
Putting my thinking cap on
I tend to ask a lot of questions. I've always been this way. It can sometimes get me in trouble. In any event, here’s some of the things I've been thinking about and have made me go hmm lately: —Banks only give money to people who already have some. The people who need money the... Continue Reading →

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