"Do Something! I can fix wrong, I can't fix nothing."

When I worked for my Daddy he used to tell me that all the time. He had a bias for action.

Whenever he left me in charge he believed I was capable of handing the situation for which he'd given me responsibility. As such, when I chose not to exercise my own judgement for fear I'd do the wrong thing he'd be disappointed in me and usually expressed that frustration saying, "Do Something! I can fix wrong, I can't fix nothing."

The Myth of THE Right Answer

When I was in school a teacher would ask a question and look for one answer; the right answer. After years of these inquisitions my fellow students and I learned to keep quiet unless we thought we knew THE answer. Wild guesses were not appreciated. You didn't get an E for effort. This modus operandi has carried over into the work life of many folks. Many people have found success in this behavior. Don't open your mouth until you're sure you know the RIGHT answer. Don't do anything until you're sure it's THE right course of action.

In stable times this was a sound strategy. For hundreds of years we conducted business as usual. The way our fathers before us and their fathers before them conducted business. Unfortunately

Joys and Lessons of Summer

Hurricane Irene wiped out many of the trees around our house. Crushed the neighbor's car. Obliterated another neighbor's storage shed that he worked so hard to build last year and knocked down the power lines. As such, Marie and I are camped out at my Mom's. I'm using this calamity as an excuse to wear shorts to work and to skip shaving this morning.

Homesteading - Cooperation Reinforced By American Enlightened Generosity

My Canadian buddy, Robert McGarvey regularly reminds me of one of America's greatest stories.

In 1861 President Lincoln signed The Homestead Act and began the greatest experiment in mutual cooperation and prosperity in history. For 50 years there after the US gave people land in exchange for their commitment to develop it.

Encourage Mom & Dad To Come, Too

I’ve been silent for a week. We’ve had some health issues in the family, but everyone is healing nicely. So, I thought I’d take some time this quiet Saturday morning to share something that happened to me Friday a week ago.

For the last 10 years on the First Friday of every month the art galleries in Richmond stay open late and unveil new shows. It’s a practice that a lot of cities around the country have embraced and it’s been very successful. Some might say, too successful.