Family & Experiences

Tearing It Down
Tearing it down is easier than building things up. The process of tearing things down requires demolition, destruction, and ultimate disposal into a barren wasteland. Building things up requires patience, planning, and execution. The Tree…

Window to the World
There is a window to the world for each of us. A small opening to a bigger picture. A viewing pane from what things ARE into what COULD be. Creating Experiences Prior to Christmas, it…

Creating Extraordinary Experiences
Creating extraordinary experiences should be an important focus for any organization. The ability to create experiences is something universal to any organization. The question is, does the organization aim to create ordinary or extraordinary experiences? …
The Land
The land is where I have learned much about life and leadership. It has helped shape and mold me into the person that I am today. It is a special place. The Land In 1996,…

Don’t Bounce It
"Don't bounce it" are not words of encouragement in a big moment. This past Thursday was opening day for Major League Baseball. It is baseball tradition to have an honoree throw out the first pitch…

Grappling with Time
Grappling with time is a never-ending battle. Time is our most valuable, yet limited resource we have. We never can, nor will know how much of it we have left. This past Sunday, I…

Unexpected Moments, Unforgettable Memories
Unexpected moments, unforgettable memories. All of us work so hard in life to plan for those perfect moments with our favorite people. We spend extensive time and large amounts of money planning vacations, cruises, camping…

Playing Catch
Playing catch can tell us more about leadership than one could ever imagine. There really isn't anything in sports like a good old-fashioned game of catch. I have had the opportunity to experience the process…

Fire is Dangerous, Home is Safe
Fire is dangerous, home is safe. I had made the drive down McPhail Drive thousands of times in my life. I rode the school bus home from Acworth Elementary this way, rode home with my…
Ann
For over 30 years my mother, Ann Linch, sat in a bank chair right off the Main Street in Fayetteville, Georgia. If you lived in that growing community in the late 1970’s through the early…