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Decades ago, I lived in Monterey California.  I used to sail with two friends.  One left a legacy that has...

I listening to the story, poured out from the heart of someone that cared and was engaged.  As I struggled...

In a spirit of confession, I have a habit that I need to come clean on.  I hate the feeling...

Several individuals touched me recently by going out of their way to do their job well.  Each was professional, sympathetic...

I listened to a mentor answer the question of how to respond to a crisis.  The hidden question was direct;...

Thirteen years ago, a note started with a reference to David’s prayers.  It was an observation then about an individual’s...

As I got out early on a Sunday morning, I was struck by the details in motion around me.  The...

The tirade was visible from a distance.  I have no idea what he had done.  I do know that his...

The Skype conversation had been scheduled for a few days.  As the time grew near, I realized that there were...

In the glitter and show of Singapore’s Orchard Road, there are two buildings that always trigger a reflection when I...