Another Labor Day has come and gone. Summer is over, pools are closing, and we have to put away the white bucks and linen pants until Memorial Day. Maybe it’s my age, but I find myself reflecting more and more on the (true) meaning of holidays lately. Over Independence Day, as an example, I found…
The other day I received a hand-written note on a simple card from some one I met just briefly at a recent conference. Wow! I hadn’t seen one of those since my Grandmother wrote me a thank you note for my Christmas present to her last year. Here’s this person I’ve spent all of 15…
I’m taking a break this week. In observance of this well deserved rest, however, I won’t be writing anything new for the next few days. You’ll live…believe me. I will, however, treat you to a post from the archives now and then. So check back and enjoy them! The first one was written and posted…
U.S. Memorial Day is upon us. A good time to hit the pools (which are still a bit too cold here in the Midwest), BBQ, and drink. What U.S. holiday would be complete without those things? I always find this a great time, though, to reflect upon the value and importance of what we do…
At the rate my current job search is going, I’ll probably have more days away from the office this summer than I care for. In my fond recollection of my employed years, however, it seems to me that right about the first of August a real funk sets in. There hasn’t been a paid holiday…
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