Conflicting Positive Priorities
I’m reading Ray Dalio’s new book Principles: Life and Work as this year comes to a close. It’s the perfect way to walk, not run, thoughtfully into a new year. This morning I was...
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Imagine…
I went to a “Mighty Flow” yoga class tonight. It was actually at 4pm but since it was already getting dark when I arrived it seemed like night. It was also 5 degrees above...
It’s a Seaplane… no a Snowplane!
My brother Doug and I were able to spend time together as he and his family were visiting Vermont for a few days from California. One of the projects I needed help with was...
Overhead Wires
If you ever wonder why its so obvious that we live in the dark ages, think about the overhead electrical wires that drape nearly every square foot of our roads, neighborhoods and homes. I’m...
“By Statute, it is My Fiduciary Responsibility…” 🤔
In my 20’s, when I was in a harmless debate about an issue, I learned that if someone ever said “Well, I know I’m right because I read it in The Economist” that it...
Values at All Costs & A Personal Booklist
I received a Tweet over Thanksgiving that I really appreciated. I’ve attached it here, but in short “Mike Severe” asks me how the Boloco culture stays committed to providing “value” in a business environment...
B stands for Boloco… I mean Benefit
The PTO of our local school district here in Norwich, VT interviewed me because Boloco is their business partner for November. The focus was on B-Corps… yeah, I know this is blah, blah, blah...
Passing Thoughts on the Water Ferry (2012)
October 26, 2012 I’m finally in a position where I can write. Supposedly even think. And yet… as I sit here atop MBTA Water Shuttle “Laura” returning from Hingham to Boston, my mind draws...
Heart Broken
I’m told I shouldn’t care. People quit every day. They move on and they get replaced. So should I move on. I care too much, I guess. Buried in the weekly written recap of...
Happy 80th to Ogima
In 1985 my grandfather – Stan Garber – gave me their 1937 20ft Seabird which he had wrecked in the late 70s and couldn’t sell. I was 15 and upset he was trying to...
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