To My Son, After His Passing

You were the dutiful son, the one who wanted to please. Quietly you would work hard, and amaze me with what you could accomplish even at an early age. I was so proud when I took you to work at age 12 and my boss told me how you were outworking the adults. True, I found out much later that you weren’t the saint I thought you were but I was still proud.

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A Father’s Lament

I wish had had some special power over my son to get him to help himself. On some level I know I failed him.

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The word I thought I would never hear…Cancer

Do I want my wife to have cancer? Hell no. Will I embrace it? In time.

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How To Talk To Your Creative Partner

How you talk to these important partners is vital to getting the most out of them. As one I know. I perform so much better when I understand the goals and directions of the company I’m working for.

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Wanted: Everyday Visionaries

We need that guy in his garage working late into the night to come up with the next new technology. The guy who will start a new industry, employ hundreds, and generate millions in revenue. We need an army of them and fewer large corporations.

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Today is Not a Good Day

Suffering loss is never fun. Whether it be a job, an opportunity, or someone you love, loss sucks. Believe me I know. Seven years ago today, May 23rd, I lost my first wife in a horrific car accident just blocks from our home. A little over a year later I lost my job of six years. So I know about loss. It can devastate you or make you stronger. It’s all in how you handle it.

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Forgiveness VS Acceptance: What Works Best for You?

Growing up I heard a lot about forgiveness, forgive and forgetting, how hard it is, etc. It’s been a topic of many, many church sermons, books and lectures. You’ve heard the terms, forgive and let go is a popular one. So does forgiveness work? How about acceptance? How does it figure in? I’ve wrestled with these questions most of my six decades from trying to forgive myself for things done wrong to coming to grips with my alcoholic Dad.

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