The quest for normal

The quest for normal begins when you start school, with a large group of so-called peers who technically only have age and geography in common with you. You quickly scan the crowd looking for other commonalities that reveal if you belong or not. It’s a natural human instinct to want to belong to a tribe. “Normal” is…

Who am I?

I could rattle off the family roles I have played in my life: husband, father, brother, son, grandson, cousin and nephew. I could ramble on about the career roles: marketer, trainer, video producer, speaker, entertainer, writer and consultant. I could define myself as the sum total of all the experiences I have lived, or an…

Stay in the box

On a hot dusty diamond in rural Indiana, I faced the fastest pitcher in the Russiaville Little League. He was a big kid for 13 and I was a small kid for 12. I kicked my cleats into the silty sand a couple of times, and went through the motions of a practice swing. The…