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Continue reading →: My drive through the old cityOnce we were married in 1990, we decided to travel back to Israel every year to visit my wife’s family. Even thought I lived in Israel from August 98’ to April‘90, I never drove a car in Israel. I didn’t shy away from it, I never had the opportunity. Driving…
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Continue reading →: My first bossWhen my father’s company couldn’t survive the massive inflation the US went through in 1980 and the highest interest rates in modern history he needed to declare bankruptcy. Not long after that he hired on as acting president of a small steel fabrication company, Universal Steel, a mile and a…
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Continue reading →: What photograph do you most regret not taking when you had the opportunity?
The memory is a funny thing. The memories one seems to hold on to are the ones you have photos of or some type of memorabilia. After a while the memories of that event will change and my start to center around the piece of evidence you have in your…
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Continue reading →: Advice for the 20yr old RickyI am sitting in front of my computer thinking about what advice I would give my 20 year old self and my first gut response to this question is “Absolutely nothing!” Why nothing? Well, I wouldn’t want to risk changing anything. I love my life right now and every decision…
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Continue reading →: Eat the frogEarly on in my sales career a coworker asked if I would go to a Peak Performers seminar with him. He had a free ticket and I said “Why not”. The peak performers seminar was a lineup of motivational speakers every other month that presented on various topics mostly around…
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Continue reading →: The elevator tripMy travel as a passenger during my father’s business trips were few and far between but when I did become his travel companion, I was his first mate on a magical mystery tour even if the 3 day voyage never veered from the Chicago O’Hare airport and the O’Hare Hyatt.…
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Continue reading →: English Muffins with Cream Cheese:A Grandmother’s Touch Posted on December 2, 2024 Categories Travel, Grandmother During the first 6 years of my life, my family vacations were grandparent sight seeing. We either flew to Florida to visit my maternal grandparents or camped in KOAs as we made our 100 mile trek straight west to Willmar,…
