As I watched the Olympics this year I thought about that saying, The Joy of Victory and the Agony of Defeat. Watching Michael Phelps pull in his fist full of medals certainly displayed that joy of victory again and again and then, unfortunately, watching Alecia Sacramone dissolve the American Artistic Gymnastics dream of a gold medal certainly displayed that agony of defeat. I could empathize with both athletes, not that I ever lifted a finger in competitive sports but I thought back on my career as a speaker and recalled a few precious moments where everything went exactly right at that most important moment when it meant the most and other times when everything took me to a disaster. I guess in a way, the Olympics mirror the events of many of our lives.
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Letter to Max
Dear Max, It’s Memorial Day and I’m thinking about Korea and about you, Max. You and those other G.I’s they carried off on liters from that damn, beat-up powder-topped hill we called Old Baldy. We […]
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Santa Train
I believe it was back around 1972 that I first came up with the idea for a Santa Train for the Grand Trunk Western Railroad. I was their employee communications officer and we were looking […]
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