My grandfather turned 100 years old this past weekend. We had parties and meals together. I was exhausted but he just kept on going. Alas, maybe I didn’t get his genes. Anyway, I have had the good fortune of knowing this man almost half his life and all of mine. So here are 100......
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For those of you who don’t know, I was raised by a single father. My mother lived, for most of my life, a plane-ride away. Parenting is tough. I didn’t realize how tough until I was a parent. Sure, my dad had help in the form of his own parents and a nanny. My......
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I was going to tell you all about the conference I went to over the weekend. The fun I had. The learnings I gleamed. The connections I made. But the world changed while I was sleeping on my plastic dorm bed. Orlando happened. Look, I don’t want to get into a gun control debate.......
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My grandfather is turning 99 this week. For those of you not good at math, that means he will be 100 next year. I was raised by my single father. Grandpa and Grandma were the go-to babysitters when my dad needed a break. Which, given my disposition, was probably a lot. My grandmother died......
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I have to tell you about my new favourite thing besides smiling–it is cooking clubs. Sounds like a lot of work and, well, cooking. But here’s the big news… It is quite possibly the best idea since book clubs! I shit you not. Here’s what it looks like. (And, I haven’t been paid for......
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