Perspective
Why I Wasn’t on The Grand Ole Opry
The school bus would usually get me home just in time to listen to The Lone Ranger or “Sergeant Preston of the Yukon” or “Jack Armstrong, the All-American Boy” on the radio.
The school bus would usually get me home just in time to listen to The Lone Ranger or “Sergeant Preston of the Yukon” or “Jack Armstrong, the All-American Boy” on the radio.
Lackluster leaders are unremarkable because they know too much, yet grow too little.
On Monday we flew to Montreal, where our younger son and his wife are both university professors, and where our youngest and third-from-youngest grandchildren have both been growth-spurting like mad during the months since I last saw them.