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A Well Run Life

Oct 23, 2017

The Road Runner at Grace Farms is eye-balling me.

He was there before me, and he is intent on not letting me forget it.

The bird presents himself to me every time I arrive. The colors of his plumage are much more subtle than I realized.

I know Road Runners differently because I focused on this Road Runner.


Oct 22, 2017

“Don’t talk to Pete. He is a dipshit.”

In another era of my professional life, I read this love-note on an e-mail from a disgruntled client to her boss. I am unsure whether I was copied intentionally – but I am sure it gave her a certain amount of pleasure that I got to read what she thought of me.

At that time...


Oct 17, 2017

Somewhere in the mid- 1960’s he is in the 10th grade and doing a handstand on the top rails of the Empire State Buildings observation deck.

Some volunteer parent looking after the high school kids take one look and faint dead-away.

An unfortunate gust of wind sends him tumbling like a fall leaf.

But it didn’t and...


Oct 7, 2017

"Ya ought to be ashamed of yourself!"

This is my first voicemail of the day.

When I worked for a giant company and held a position of authority and influence

I liked the money -

Everyone likes the money.

But next on the list was this:

Everyone returned my calls.