A short Amish woman, wearing a brownish-gray dress and white prayer cap or covering, was camped outside of my busy work cafeteria in the Philadelphia suburbs on Wednesday selling various jams; large oversized oatmeal cookies; raisin bread smothered in white icing; thick, gooey cinnamon rolls, and, of course, whoopee pies. As soon as the woman had all... Continue Reading →
The job I loved to hate
I was a mess. The dust from the tar roof that we were ripping off naturally settled on whatever skin of mine that was exposed — mainly my arms and face —and when mixed with my sweat burned like I had put them in the middle of a raging bonfire. The sun, with the temperature... Continue Reading →
My own version of Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
The over-achiever in me was upset. The hard worker, who has long prided himself on his work ethic and productive time management skills, had wasted an entire day. I had a day off from work and family obligations, the first in months, and I did nothing. I let the vacation day slip between my fingers... Continue Reading →
Here today, gone tomorrow . . . what’s important stays forever
A number of years and several jobs ago, I worked with a coworker who knew my schedule better than me. Her job was to help keep a number of projects that I led moving and out the door. She’d let me know when design and layout had something for me to review, when the print shop ran into... Continue Reading →

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