Born of Fire
...I can fight you and I might win, but if I get you to fight each other, I am sure to win. In the foxhole, we may look different, talk different, even like different football teams, but in that time we are, and have to be, one.
I remember the first time I heard it. I was about 5 or 6 years old... I might have been walking by myself, or riding on the back of my brother's bike. Another kid, maybe a little older than me was walking toward me and, with all the swagger a little kid could muster, said …
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They were not only content to do what they had always done, their life depended upon it. So, they would rather die doing what they knew what was right for them, than live with something that would not give them life and meaning.
The customer experience should not include having to understand all that the service professionals have to go through in order to provide them with service
I am sitting in my room, the day before I celebrate the passing of another year. However, when I should be reflecting on my blessings and doing my best to not look 53 (whatever that looks like), I can't... I can't because our country is in peril. I refer, of course to the continued killing …
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Today I wanted a break from the monotony that I have been dealing with for the past 6 months or so. I finished what I was doing, hopped in my jalopy and began to drive. I enjoy driving, because for the most part, my car is my sanctuary. I can lock myself away, turn on …
Long time ago... Freshman year, Central College. I was a young athletic Californian getting used to a strange land - Iowa ;-). I was in the process of meeting some great people, getting used to being on my own (kinda), and learning about different cultural traditions. Now, as a Californian, I felt I was pretty …
Today I was on my way back home from running some errands, and as I got close to my turnoff, I needed to get in my left lane. I had accelerated enough to get in front of the left lane car, and safely moved to the left as I approached the traffic light. I was …
The other day I received a call from my best friend: her dog, who has always been good about staying in the yard had found an opening in the fence and "decided to explore". It was late at night, and where he had gone was unknown territory to both my friend and her dog. It …
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This morning on my way to church I stopped off at Starbucks as part of my normal routine: London Fog latte (2 bags, 4 shots of vanilla) and a Blueberry Yogurt muffin. I'm not a big Starbucks guy, but one thing I do love: the app. I'm hooked on the thing. I like being able …