The Reason I Write: Thought Management

My mind is often like a runaway truck barreling out-of-control down a mountain.  It races so fast tiny puffs of smoke come out of my ears and you can hear gears grind as I try to downshift. It weaves in and out of traffic, blows its horn at slower drivers, scares the...
Heroes You Can Hug: Floyd and Kathy Hammer

Heroes You Can Hug: Floyd and Kathy Hammer

I’m pretty picky about my heroes. Tights and capes don’t impress me much.  Multi-million dollar movie stars or athletes are okay for some, but not for me. I’ve never watched Survivor. Ever. I prefer my heroes to be real people I can hug every once in a while. I’d like...

The Cabby’s Kindness

I watched a story unfold recently that has been a surprising source of inspiration for me. I was walking down a busy street in Washington, D.C., chatting with a couple of co-workers. We were deep in conversation about a meeting we had just left. A cab driver suddenly...