Being OCD… ish

I have been accused of being, well, a bit quirky. I am a big fan of routine, and I have a long list of things I do in a repeatable manner. When I exercise, I swim a certain number of laps. I run a certain number of miles, and I do spinning and elliptical workouts the...

The Fog Of Fear

If you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m a movie buff. At six years old, I would walk with my brother Richard to the Silver Movie Theatre in Silver Spring, Maryland and thus began my love for movies. I shared that love with my own kids; one of our favorite outings...

Mind Over What Really Matters

Ah, the joy of youth. Carefree, and without worry… until we pursue our first, real job. Then, the concern of age rears its ugly head for the first time. “Will clients have trouble responding to me because of my age? Will clients think that my age makes me less...

Teaching Through Your Actions

I met William (Bill) Soper when I was eleven years old in Boy Scouts, only I didn’t know him as William or Bill. I knew him as my friend Willie. He was a quiet kid, but he was a very loyal friend. Unbeknownst to me, he would also become my teacher. Willie didn’t teach...