Heartprints

Heartprints

This past week, my wife, Jill, and I took a vacation with our longtime friends Lisa and Byron Haselden. We travel every year together, and this time we had the honor of staying at Blackberry Farm, located about thirty miles south of Knoxville, Tennessee. Situated on...
Get Better

Get Better

Last month, my son, Tate, was invited to participate in the Western Regional Hockey Combine at Colorado College in Colorado Springs, Colorado. He got to skate against some of the best fourteen-year-old hockey players in the country. It was a big opportunity for Tate,...
The Dash

The Dash

Like millions of Americans, the Covid-19 pandemic prevented me from working for many months. I was no longer crisscrossing the country working with business leaders and organizations. I was no longer giving speeches to big crowds in auditoriums and convention centers....
It Matters to This One

It Matters to This One

Once upon a time there was an old man who walked on the beach every day before breakfast. One morning he was strolling along the shore after a big storm had passed. The beach was littered with starfish that had been washed onto the sand by the roiling seas. In the...
Great Balls of Fire

Great Balls of Fire

After I graduated business school, I moved to Boston and started my first corporate job working as a salesman for IBM Lotus Development. I lived in a brownstone condo in the South End, and my downstairs neighbor was a wonderful man named Colin...
Two Paintings

Two Paintings

My stepson, Anthony, visited home last week after finishing his first year at West Point Military Academy. While he was here, Jill and I had the pleasure of spending time with his new girlfriend, Jess. She’s a whip-smart young lady, and I could tell within a few hours...