Essay 2.2 | Advocating


One of the most memorable, meaningful, magical events of my early life should have been my college graduation.
I did not go.
Take an ordinary object: a plastic banana, a chipped horseshoe, a small trinket you might pass at a thrift store without a second glance. On its own, it is almost worthless. Add a story, and something changes. The object has a past. It has a human connection. It becomes a little vessel of meaning. That…
At a major event in New Orleans, I once asked taxi drivers to walk into the venue and tell me where they thought they were. Every one of them could identify the convention center. Not one of them could really tell me whose event it was or why it mattered. That bothered me because place…
The first time I watched thousands of enterprise salespeople stand up and sing “Sweet Caroline,” I remember thinking: this makes little sense. These were serious people responsible for serious revenue. They were not at a neighborhood bar or a ballgame. They were at a corporate event. And yet the pianist hit the opening chords, arms…
Essay 1.1 | Acts of Humanity “My Humanity Is Bound Up in Yours,For We Can Only Be Human Together.” Desmond Tutu Grand Central is one of those places that seems less like a building than a living organism. On a normal day, it holds a choreography of commuters, tourists, vendors, workers, police officers, families, students,…
Every event has a cast, whether or not anyone calls it that. A board meeting has a cast. A fundraiser has a cast. A worship service has a cast. A customer conference has a cast. Someone is hosting. Someone is guiding. Someone is explaining. Someone is carrying the emotional weight. Someone is trusted. Someone is…