During the holiday season, you’ll have the opportunity to do something for someone in need or make something right, and for most of us, it will come down to being available. It’s an “opportunity cost” and it reveals much more about our true nature than we care to admit. Most of our holiday schedules will be so packed that the cost of opportunity will outweigh the benefits.
A look at 2035? In 20 years? Is this survey for real? Twenty years down the road and many people in our community will be well into retirement and old-age, myself included. Planning and setting forth a vision is important but this seems like just another exercise in making our town think that “experts” and “consultants” (for the right price) are concerned about our future. Information and facts are a great resource, but I happen to believe that we have a rich collection of home-grown experts who know exactly what our town needs.
Sometimes columnists just have to brag about the people that make their community such a great place. We can easily name people who make life almost unbearable but too often our focus strays away from those who make a difference. Paying compliments can be uncomfortable, because we feel like we have to include as many people as possible but the spotlight will focus on a particular group this week.
If you’re like me, you have nothing to be thankful for this year. “Nothing” was the only word that came to mind this week. Nothing has been happening to me all year and I didn’t even realize it because I was so focused on “something.”
This past week two news stories have torn at my heart and challenged my conscience. Two young women, each stricken with rare forms of brain cancer, made two very different decisions.
I love Fourth of July celebrations in our country and have enjoyed some very happy times with fellow Americans who understand the importance and uniqueness of Independence Day.
“Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day, fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way. Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown, waiting for someone or something to show you the way.” — Pink Floyd, “Time”
Based on the weather, it appears that summer is in full swing. Father’s Day is behind us, Whittle the Wood had a spectacular turnout and orange colored signs are appearing all around town.
A conundrum: something puzzling or confusing. It’s not popular to admit that you might be puzzled or confused about any particular subject these days but then again, I’ve never claimed to be the sharpest tack in the box. So maybe when you see me around town you can help me out with some of my “confuzzlement.”
It seems logical to me that we all have this inward compulsion to beat ourselves up about things that we struggle with or find difficult. Throughout the past 15 years in public education, the various models of management have focused on input from outside groups to help manage strategy and share in decision-making.