“Remember that time…” When you know a person so well, you begin to develop your own language. Memories, highlights, challenges, woven together into an ever-growing tapestry of life together. …we worked together for a summer? …we didn’t talk for 3…
How does being “A Professional” give us legitimacy? I wanted The Title. By calling myself The Title, I thought I would be legitimate. People would listen. I would be important. My voice would matter. By itself, The Title meant nothing.…
Shouting. All I heard were wife’s shouts to me. At me. For me. She was pointing at something to my right, and I looked. A flying fish, jumping over and over. “Fascinating,” I thought. The shouts continued. At the beach,…
“Excitement” only begins to tell the story of seeing the column published Saturday’s newspaper. The response, the comments, and the shares on social media have shown change is possible and Our City has a bright future. Here are a few comments…
Here’s a piece I wrote, published in today’s Richmond Times-Dispatch: It feels so good to give. Millions of pounds of food are donated and distributed in our city every year. Families are provided new toys and gifts for their children each…
if I die young… And I’ll be wearing white when I come into your Kingdom… On a rainy night in July 2011, Amber passed away in a car accident. Seeing hundreds of people pack into the church the next week…