Love, Leadership, and Turning the Tide
November 22, 1963 – I remember that date well. Do you? For me, it’s crystal clear. I was sitting in my 10th-grade Geometry class in my hometown of Dallas, Texas. Our principal’s voice over the P.A. system still echoes in my heart: “Our President has been shot—let us pray.” Later, we would hear: “Our President…
One Pedal at a Time
We are all running a race, but not the kind you might imagine. We don’t have the same starting line, the same distance to go, or the same steps to take. I snapped this photo of my work-out partner. Well, not really my work-out partner, but Norman is always in the fitness center on the…
Are You a Captain Nobody or Captain Somebody?
While his Mom and Dad are away, Bryson and I read a lot. Right now it’s a book called “Captain Nobody.” The 10-year old, Newt, in this story, is perplexed because Halloween is coming and he can’t think of a superhero to be. He doesn’t want to be one of the same-o superheroes we all…