Reunited and it feels so good

The word “reunion” literally means “to bring together again.”  But is there actual unity after the initial re-meeting?  My wife Carol and I just attended our North Central High School reunion in Indianapolis, and I’m still energized from it.  The shared educational experience so many years ago was not really a choice for us back…

Suburban cowboy

 Do you have one of those childhood photos that you wish would never see the light of day again?  Yes… that is me on the left with my older brother Jeff on the right.  I wrote a bit of cowboy poetry below, dedicated to my childhood and the spirit of the Old West.       When I was…

Where I come from

Revisiting a childhood home can be an emotional experience.  After you get over the difference in scale (not as big as you remember it) you’re transported back in time to relive memories you thought were long gone.  I recently got to visit my childhood home at 802 S. Lafayette Street in Macomb, Illinois, and I…

Brother Max

“You’re aaaallll sinners! Repent before it’s too late!!”  I turned to see where the voice was coming from.  I was late for my freshman psychology lecture, but I had to see what was going on.  There in the middle of the grass mall was a large circle of 50 students with a skimmer straw hat…

Crap sandwiches

Social media allows anyone to connect directly to authors and thought leaders and have unfiltered conversations that were just not possible in the past. I just had a lunchtime exchange on Facebook with Larry Winget, author of the upcoming book “No Time for Tact.”  A self-described pitbull of personal development, Larry’s in-your-face, direct style can…