Long before PDAs and SmartPhones, I used to carry a little pad of paper with me wherever I went. And a pen. I had ink stains in most of my jeans and shirts. The reason I did this was to…
Today is the first Tuesday in November. A voting day. I’ve voted since I was eighteen. I remember standing in the booth that first time thinking how much power I wielded as I randomly selected names from a list of…
She took the bus home from school tonight. She said she didn’t mind. When I saw her depart, I knew why. He lives in our neighborhood, gets off at her stop, and walks home in the opposite direction. She didn’t see…
I’m not a party guy. And by party I mean a gathering of revelers under the guise of a concept for justification to drink and publicly enjoy the side effects of alcohol. Namely, feeling different than we normally feel. Wilder…
Sitting in rush hour traffic sucking poison air belched from metal monsters, I thought about our trip to Belize this summer. I thought about the clean air and fresh food and natural wonders all around. I thought about the happy…
No one ever takes clients around to meet the marketing department. The marketing department is invisible. We don’t build the products. We don’t land the big sales. We don’t have offices in the corner with couches and windows. We are…
Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. 
