The phrase just appeared in my personal journal as I pondered some ideas about friendship. I don’t have time to go into it now. Enough to say that I’m thinking about what “a dreadful inconvenience” it might be.

This month, my son, Jeremy, and I began our third year of business together. With the patience of a few vendors and a merciful lender, we have made it through what many experts say is the most difficult period for small businesses. We made all of the textbook mistakes for [read more]

I consider myself fairly docile. I don’t foist my opinion on everybody I see. Yet more and more, I find myself really liking something and really promoting it. For example, I just bought a new hybrid car and you don’t have to say much to me to provoke an hour [read more]

As the bride and her father made her way down the aisle, the tears began to flow. Happiness mixed with untold emotions washed over her. The father, I’m sure, was glancing down a slate of wide-ranging options. “Should I stop and give her a hug?” “Should I tickle her like [read more]

He came through the door of the conference facility and wandered in a question-mark pattern up to me. As he drew closer, I’m guessing that the flash of recognition struck him about the same time it did me. “I know you,” I said. “Yes, you do,” he said. And thus [read more]