My Substack

When I was about 11, I started riding the city bus to gymnastics practice at the YMCA about eight miles away. We shared rides with another family a couple of days a week. But of course I wanted to go every day. So my mom handed me a bus schedule. I would…

In no particular order. (Except number one: it is, in fact, number one). 1. Every business, brand, freelancer, consultant, job candidate, or presenter needs to bring a voice to their message. 2. The best brand voices evolve: they’re not just…

My siblings and I have become detectives. Sleuths peering into heavy filing cabinets and cluttered garage corners. We are searching for our dad’s military discharge form. Apparently, it is a piece of gold that no veteran is ever supposed to lose.…

My husband (that's him to the right, with our two babies) doesn’t want me to write about this topic. He’s afraid that no one will ever hire me again if I speak out, and there will be no more food on the table. But as with our disagreement about…

My dad used to tell a story about when he was in the Army. He was drafted during the Korean War, and like all GIs, sent to basic training. Aside from the “basic” of basic training, he had to choose between two or three specialized training programs.…