Reinvent Yourself. Get a Truck. Write a Book.

Jumping in with an update so you don’t think we’ve gotten lost. Here’s the back-of-the-envelope: Sam bought a 10-year-old Chevy pickup truck. It’s red. It looks shiny and new. I think it represents his final conversion to island man. He’s got some practical reason about how it will be easier to get fixed than his Mini Cooper. Pretty sure […]

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Reflections on Dirty Snow and Political Hyberbole

When in Brooklyn I enjoy myself in a variety of uniquely urban ways. (I was back in the big city this week so that Debbie could meet with several book coaching clients.) I get my exercise by taking my three and five-year-old granddaughters to and from their respective preschools. This may not sound like much, but a […]

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