
Digging Out of the Hole
Our head waiter at The Tree Top Restaurant had a way of describing a particularly busy evening. He called it “digging yourself out of a

Our head waiter at The Tree Top Restaurant had a way of describing a particularly busy evening. He called it “digging yourself out of a

Years ago, when model railroading was one of my favorite hobbies, I met a remarkably talented artist and craftsman. His model railroad was magnificent. One

I don’t remember what prompted me to say it. It was sometime during my college years, when I was a member of Kappa

The word caught my eye before the book did. Risking. Risk has always intrigued me. It still does. These days, I’m taking a

I used to tell my pharmacy technicians not to ask patients if they had any questions. That sounds like strange advice coming from

I was reading Agatha Christie’s “The Disappearance of Mr. Davenheim” when Hercule Poirot stopped me. Not literally, of course. But I reached a

Of all the prescriptions I filled during my years as a pharmacist, some of the most satisfying were for teenagers with acne. They often came

I love productive days. My life has a purpose, and I am determined to live it out. Ilike finishing a chapter of my book, submitting

Early in my sales career, I traveled frequently with Harold Anderson, my sales mentor. Harold had been around long enough to know something I was

She was a regular customer, the kind you came to recognize even when she wasn’t coming to the pharmacy. She liked to shop. Candy, cosmetics,
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