Some things cannot be explained. They can be mentioned, but they cannot be communicated in a way so that the other person understands. Take yesterday. I awoke at 2 am, left the house before 3 am, fished 14 hours, drove a total of 4.5 hours, and pulled into the garage at 9:30 pm, tired but
Kathryne Reeves is a senior executive at Cardinal Health. We met at business school, and I am grateful that she is a friend. She recently emailed her 500+ team members, and she forwarded the note to me. It is incredibly moving. With her permission, she is letting me post it. It is below. Thank you,
I’ve been speaking and connecting with so many people since Memorial Day, and many of us have the same sadness and anger. Most of us know about George Floyd, Ahmaud Arbery, and Breonna Taylor. But, have we already forgotten about Eric Garner, Tamir Rice, Michael Brown, Trayvon Martin, and many, many others? But, I’ve been
I just don’t understand how you can put your knee on someone’s neck for eight minutes while that person says he cannot breathe and as people around you are imploring for you to show mercy. So, I don’t know how you explain away the death of George Floyd with a clear conscience or any semblance
To paraphrase Hemingway, Covid-19 came into our family “gradually and then suddenly.” I’m not sure where I was when Mrs. T. told me that her two relatives, whom I’ll call A. and B., were at risk. A. had tested positive for the virus, was with fever, and had trouble breathing. And, most ominous: B. was
I cannot remember if it is week number eight or nine of the virus lock-down. But, I suppose, it really doesn’t matter. When most days feel largely the same, I’m not sure if marking time is that useful. On the home front, Mrs. T. put up a chores schedule, and assignments, on a white board.