Moving Closer (The lesson I always forget!)
Is there someone who irritates you? Who gets on your last nerve? The one you least want to talk to at an office party or family gathering? The one you find any excuse to cut short, lest you [...]
Is there someone who irritates you? Who gets on your last nerve? The one you least want to talk to at an office party or family gathering? The one you find any excuse to cut short, lest you [...]
Eighteen years ago this month, my house burned down. It was the house I had bought after my divorce. Only ten days before, I had finally moved all my possessions into the house. But in one [...]
I love being a Southerner. I grew up with a tradition of hospitality. How nice. That would be lovely. Aren’t you thoughtful to ask. We’d love to see you when we’re back visiting. There is [...]
Don’t let the bastards grind you down. This Latin phrase, popularized during WWII, always draws chuckles and after the chuckle, the head nodding. Yep good advice, I gotta remember that. But [...]
A generation of older Baby Boomers grew up watching Davy Crockett, the homespun Tennessee backwoodsman. Mighty feats of daring were attributed to him and no small number of inspiring quotations [...]
With less than ten days until Christmas and only two weeks until the end of the year, many of us review what we’ve accomplished and what we haven’t. Thankfully 2015 gives us a chance to turn the [...]
It’s easy to say you’re committed to something. We do it all the time. I’m committed to spending more time with my family. I’m committed to being of service in my community. I’m committed to [...]
Have you ever thought I would never do that? Or That would never happen in my family, to my child, in my business? When we see the failures of others, it’s easy to make judgments, to assign [...]
Last weekend was our third Discover Your YIPPEE! ® Retreat. A delightful group of men and women gathered to create plans for the next stage of their lives. We left excited about the amazing [...]
This weekend I found a bird’s nest. It was nestled into one of the gears of my garage door, and when I brought it down, I studied it: a home of woven grass, sticks, and debris from the nearby [...]

