Here’s a fun way to bring a spring back in your step. Ask yourself, what was your most embarrassing moment in your past? How significant is it now? I’ve had a whole bunch of embarrassing moments, but the one that stands out most was at the end of my sophomore year at …
One of the greatest gifts I received as a kid was my stuttering talent. At times I could not get out a single word, much less a coherent sentence or two. It drove my loving father, Vern, nuts. He’d counsel me, “Don, think about what you want to say before you begin to …
In a big, Chicago-area high school, I was best known as the little brother of Kelly Kuhl. That suited me just fine. It opened up doors for me and allowed me to ask pretty girls for dates. It gave me recognition before I earned it. Kelly is two years older than me. …
Some good ideas I’ve learned over time. I mean decades and decades of time. If I had been a quicker, brighter student, I might have succeeded earlier in my professional career and not struggled as much in my personal life. Here is one of my personal secrets (which the …
A good friend of mine from high school shared the story behind Robert Frost’s famous poem “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.” Frost had been working on another poem all night that hadn’t panned out. At sunrise, invigorated by his efforts, his most famous poem came to him …
My guess is, I spend more time looking for my phone than using it. It probably saves me some bucks but adds to my frequent frustration. Where might my phone be? What pair of pants did I have on last night? Was I wearing a jacket? I’ll bet it fell out of my pocket when I …
After writing over 400 blog posts on aging, I thought it was time for me to explore why I write a blog in the first place. It often takes me time and is accompanied by some angst. Other bloggers may be naturals. I am not. It’s not that the ideas do not flow. My head …
Aging provides many opportunities. One is improving my ability to forgive. I’ve discovered that hanging onto the hurts of my past causes me nothing but pain. I looked back on a few of the biggies that have eaten up precious days of my life. It made me recognize my feelings …
Okay, we have the same first name: Don. A former friend of mine yelled at me that I was a poor excuse for a modern Don Quixote. Many years ago, I attempted to tell Leroy that Carson City was the perfect spot for a Wild West theme park for kids, similar to a miniature …
Still in my 20s, I had the opportunity to spend time with Carl Rogers. I was working at a small, experimental college at Lake Tahoe in the 1970s. Rogers and his wife visited on several weekends and shared his vision about life. Back in the 1940s, Rogers had developed …
