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Monthly Archives: May 2015
Using Your Talent
I’m not sure if there is a world record for throwing a pity party, but at six months, I knew I was in the running for it. I was Custodian One at Pope High School and I was feeling pretty … Continue reading
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Ten things I remind myself of every morning
Ten things I remind myself of every morning. Somedays I even accomplish some of them. 1. You are where you are because of past decisions. If you want to be somewhere else, start making different decisions. 2. Respect is not … Continue reading
The Meaning H.O.P.E.: Four pillars to get your through life’s toughest moments
Hope is word that gets thrown around a bunch these days. But I think we live in a time when really need more of it. H.O.P.E. stands for the four pillars of my life that help me get through my … Continue reading
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The Meaning of H.O.P.E.: E — Education
The meaning of H.O.P.E H — Humor O — Opportunity to Serve P — Physical Well-Being Today: E- Education When I was diagnosed with a Melanoma In-Situ, I thought in-situ meant, “Buy coffin.” It’s Latin for “In place.” I had … Continue reading
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My Northwest Rankin Commencement Speech (more or less)
I don’t write speeches. But I have written what I basically said to Northwest Rankin’s graduating seniors last Thursday night. It was a huge honor to get to address them and I wish them a blessed future. He was … Continue reading
The new passenger
I pulled our silver Maxima to the hospital’s front door and put it in park. I got out to open the back door. My wife handed me our newborn son and I gingerly put him into the car seat. “I … Continue reading
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Graduation memories
Last night, I gave Northwest Rankin’s commencement speech. It was incredible honor and I really enjoyed the night. Here are a few quick comments from the night. 1. Twenty-nine years ago, I graduated from Sprayberry High School with Jo and … Continue reading
Long live the King: Respect for a Blues Legend
Cotton fields zipped by as our van’s stereo blared. My son, who plays guitar, could tell the difference between Eric Clapton’s guitar parts and B.B.King’s. “Lucille had a distinctive voice,” he said as we were driving down Highway 49 through … Continue reading
Fitness Blog: Day 8 Learning to Recharge on the move
We could tell something was going to be different this morning. Paul Lacoste lined us up into two lines. Clark then took over. The beat-down began. Honestly, I can’t remember what all we did. I know we ran on the … Continue reading
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The Speech
Tomorrow night, I have the honor of speaking Northwest Rankin’s graduating class. Two of my fellow Sprayberry High School classmates will be in the audience. Their daughter, a very talented and bright young lady, is the salutatorian. It seems like … Continue reading
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