Last Thursday, I was invited to speak at the OLLI (Osher Lifelong Learning Institute) monthly birthdays and books get together at a local restaurant. This is a national organization with chapters at major universities across the country. A group of 12 to 16 members…
This week we had a couple of inches of ice and snow. If you’ve lived below the Mason Dixon line, you know it doesn’t take much of the white stuff to paralyze our infrastructure. Closings and cancelations scrolled across the bottom of the TV…
Tuesday afternoon, while driving across the endless plains known as Kansas, I noticed a sign hanging over the entrance to someone’s driveway. The sign read, “On this spot in 1897 nothing happened.” I couldn’t wait to get home and tell my cousin, JB Hogan….
Last week I attended a class entitled “Personal Branding.” I’m sure all of you are familiar with giant global brands such as Coca Cola, Budweiser, and PerryBlock.com. Like me, some of you may be big fans of Lame Adventures Travel and enjoy guided tours…
You may remember this one from last year. Or, if you’re like me, you’ve slept since then and care barely remember what you had for breakfast this morning. Either way, I couldn’t turn down Gordon’s family when they asked if I’d repost it. SPRINGDALE,…
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Or the three people I guilted into reading this blog, whatever.
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