Call me a killjoy, everyone else does. But first, listen to the reasons why I hate Halloween: Why I Hate Halloween: Reason #1 Candy. I’m not a fan. Especially once I saw the little crispy rice thingies in the Nestles crunch bar moving. Talk about disgusting. I’ll bet a cheapskate had some leftover candy the … Read more
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One of the best ways to move forward in life and business is helping other people. How? Read on…
Today’s burning question is: Do lies come in different colors? I discussed this topic in a recent insurance ethics seminar I taught and I’m curious about your opinion. Some of my students indicated white lies are okay and other types of lies are not. What do YOU think? I didn’t know lies came in assorted … Read more
Once and for all, someone … okay me … needs to answer the question: What comes first, Christmas or Thanksgiving? What Comes First? Yes, if we list the two holidays in ABC order, Christmas comes first. But if we look at the calendar, Christmas doesn’t. Aside from chronology, several excellent reasons exist to remind us … Read more
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50 years ago today I moved into the house where I’m living now. This anniversary is poignant and I’m missing my parents. I was 14 years old when my family moved here and it was my parents’ “new” house. I knew I’d never see my friends again (we moved 30 miles) and I thought my … Read more
Even if your parents didn’t teach you anything about winning and losing , when you attended school you learned: Winning and Losing: What not to do… Lying on the ground, stomping your feet, and wailing at the top of your voice was a lousy, ineffective blackmail scheme. Punching Johnny in the nose because he made … Read more
Today is Dad’s birthday. The ache of missing him competes with all the memories, the laughter, the certainty that no matter what–he was always there for me. What are your perspectives about your parents? When We’re Kids Of course, in the way of children, I wish the way he’d been there for me had fallen … Read more
No, I’m not drinking two beers. One was my sister’s (she’s the photographer) and, in fact, I was drinking a soda. The photo was taken during a writer’s conference where I learned exactly what Writing Community means to me. Conferences I love going to writers’ conferences. Ironically, the best ones I attended were in New … Read more