Fresh Air...

Fresh Air I got the call while I was out at lunch that she was waiting for me at reception. I took a call from her at my desk, making sure it was convenient for her to visit with me with relative cool. But the closer I got to my office door, the faster my pace quickened to the point where I was running...

Sense of Community...

Sense of CommunityIt’s the last thing that expect to find on a train in New York City. Last time I saw any inkling of it was the days after 9/11 when everyone sat in morbid silence in respect of everyone elses personal thoughts. Men gave up their chairs to women (pretty or otherwise) and elders...