I do not know why I am that way. Growing up, I played football, wrestled, and did a little boxing. I thought it was good to break things, especially your opponent. Apparently, I was mistaken. I will try
to do better but at 66, there is little hope. Meanwhile I have to compose an e-mail to explain to my audiologist why I need to replace the remote.
My non-fiction book on leadership is coming along. I am at the stage where I am cutting things but adding other things at the same time. This may never end. I never seem to know when to stop. I want it to be under 100 pages but that is a challenge with a subject like leadership. More to follow...