Do what you love

Do what you love

My son loves wrestling. He can rattle off the signature move of nearly every D1 collegiate wrestler, his record, and what happened when he went head-to-head against each opponent. Ever. I’m not kidding; you name it, and that fact lives somewhere in my...

Going buggy

I am officially a curmudgeon. A week or so ago, I heard a story on the radio about a second grade class that was working to make the firefly Indiana’s state insect. The kids conducted a postcard campaign to their state senator and representatives to introduce a...

Coffee klatsch

Doggone it. Why do my local grocery stores only carry plain-Jane flavors of coffee creamer? Vanilla, caramel, hazelnut, and a few seasonal concoctions are all that grace our shelves. I know from traveling and a few relevant trade shows that there are dozens of flavors...

Balancing act

Some time ago, a colleague introduced me to a quote that goes something like this: Balance, dare I say it, is vastly overrated. In the end, you might want to consider the benefits of imbalance, and the achievements that come with pursuing a passion with a...

More camp notes

A couple of weeks ago, I made a return trip to Minnesota to pick up my son from wrestling camp. He made it through 28 days of hard, hard work in a boot camp style atmosphere that improved not only his wrestling skills, but also his dedication, discipline, and sense of...