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Now I know how they felt…

Now I know how they felt…

What you are about to read is not for the faint of heart. This is a true tale of struggle, heartbreak, perseverance, agony, joy and good old fashioned true grit. I will try and describe to you the horrors that I endured one night this week and the emotional, inner struggles I experienced. I laughed and yes, I cried, but I came out on the other side a better, wiser, stronger man. Parental discretion is advised.

What is your legacy?

What is your legacy?

Let’s face it – I’m old -- and I attend far too many funerals and memorial services. I attend out of respect for the families and in memory of the people I knew and cared about. Recently I’ve questioned, “What will be my legacy? What can I do that will make a difference?” The definition of “legacy” is a gift that is handed down, from one person to another. But a lasting legacy is more about sharing what you have learned, not just what you have earned. It is more about giving away values rather than valuables. Legacies are not made in a day, or a week or a year. Everything we do or say are deposited to our legacy, built throughout our lifetime.

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