A Lesson in Patience

Living in northern New Jersey, about a minute outside of Manhattan, I always find myself honking my horn, sometimes yelling out the window at someone.  I’m always in a rush in my business.  And so is everyone around me. Deals …

Life Lessons

As a teenager, I was always told that if I wanted a car and weekly acrylic nail fill ins, I would need a job. And so, when I was about fifteen, I got a job working at the local curtain …

Don’t you (forget about me) -1985

September 1985. First day of first grade.