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Stories from my prior life in the corporate world and now as a writer
July 19th: Shortcuts can kill you
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July 6th: Sometimes… sail
There are two types of people in the world… powerboat people and sailboat people. No, make that three kinds of people… there are also those who never even get on the water. They are much too “busy” to relax. This third group is so goal obsessed, they cannot imagine being on the water. Work, work…
July 2nd: Beauty of the fog
“Sitting in an English garden Waiting for the sun If the sun don’t come you get a tan From standing in the English rain” Those Beatles lyrics popped into my head as we sat on the beach yesterday. On one side of the dunes, bright sunshine. Only a few hundred feet away, approaching the lake,…
July 1st: Dammit, the chick is on our team
1979, the Coe college gym in Cedar Rapids, Iowa. We were playing pickup basketball on the main court. Shooting for teams. Winners would keep defending the court until another team won. A woman had walked into the gym, came right over and sank her shot to be #5 on our team. “Dammit, the chick is on…
June 30th: Clean living
There was a time… Deep, deep, deep into cheap beer. Parties every night. A keg always tapped. Fraternity life. But then there was maintaining that almost 4.0 average. I know, I was a bit of a freak. Living in an Animal House fraternity and a Phi Beta Kappa. But I accomplished two goals at once….
June 28th: How to totally waste a day
My step by step guide to being blissfully nonproductive 6am What light through yonder window breaks? It is the sun’s salutation… and I smited the shrew. Yeah, comforter over my head, back to sleep. If you are going to achieve little or nothing in a day, best to avoid rising early. Enjoy more languid lounging….
June 23rd: Ironsides and the John V Moran
As we fished last weekend, we watched a freighter slowly disappear in the fog. Then later, we moved around a permanent mooring buoy marking the location of the Ironsides steamer. Resting in 120 feet of water, it attracts fish, but also needs to be given respect lest fishing lines are caught in the wreckage. But the…
June 22nd: The Dream
The dream is always the same. I’m back in college. The final exam for an important class is today. A class I never attended during the semester. I always meant to go, but never did. Never studied, never opened a book. And I am rushing around trying to find where the test is being administered….
June 19th: Brothers lost, brothers found
I had two brothers. My mother was 40 when I was born, she was in her 20’s when my brothers were born. They had the advantage of closeness in age. But differences accumulated between us all… geography, interests, personalities, slights – real and imagined, life choices. Seeing each other became rarer and rarer. I stayed…