Influence of a Forward-Looking Teacher
In the Fall of 1977, I received the American Farmer Degree at the annual Future Farmers of America Convention. That would have never happened if one forward-looking teacher hadn’t sent his best student representatives to my junior high school to recruit me in 1972. Mr. John Silvia, my high school
Restorative Time
The joy I have of being an #entrepreneur is having the freedom of #time . The time to think. The time to explore. The time to be silent. The time to create. Time is not all about doing. About being busy. It’s not all about production. Or about maximizing efficiencies. Time has to be #restorative as
Oxford On My Mind
I returned from Oxford a few weeks ago. I was invited to join a friend of mine who was returning to Kellogg College for his reunion, an event they call a Gaudy Night. It was an invigorating visit to be among 36 college campuses that make up one Oxford University,
Artists And Heavenly Delights
Thank you to all the storytellers, poets and singers. Your performance art moves us in ways that the daily staccato of dull public language can’t. Tolkien’s lush tales. Amanda Gorman’s poetic honey. U2’s hymns to something grander. The daily news kills the spirit, yet art carries us to heaven where
Points of Surprise
As the world’s glittery glamour begins to dim, Smaller points of light are seen. Not gleams of neon pixels shamelessly dancing before our eyes, But beams so pure and pretty, They catch us by surprise.
That Haunting Urge
The entry point for any person to become a writer is unique to every person. Some enter in their youth. Their stories splash on white pages like the work of an amateur watercolorist. Others later in life, compelled by a haunting urge, sitting alone with what seems like an arthritic