I so wish the whole country could see Hamilton or hear the eulogy of George HW Bush so they too could be broadened and inspired by the telling of another person’s life.
Friday afternoon I receive a text that simply said, “Scott’s dead, heart attack.” I repeated out loud, “Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!” more times than I can remember. Still, it’s inadequate.
Doing what I say I am going to do is a soap box I’ve preached upon for years. Another soap box is saying “yes” to most things when asked.
Today was the last day I would kiss my dog, pet my dog, sleep with my dog… just be with my dog, forever.
We humans often fall prey to this common thought: “It’s all about me!” It may be in a self-conscious way,…
The end of last week presented two events that were as opposite as evenings can be. One evening offered an…
How Kerry McCoy Became an Enterprise
