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False Springs
...family lineage. My grandfather, Paw Paw, taught me everything I know about gardening. The key factor to not jack up your plants…get them in the ground AFTER the first frost. His advice, wait until the...
Radishes and Tomatoes
...nostalgic thought this week about gardening with my Paw Paw. It could have very easily just been wishful thinking of warmer, spring temperatures too! Either way, the concept of radishes and tomatoes popped into my...
Condition of the Soil
...Condition of the Soil I used to spend the early Springs of my youth helping my grandfather prepare the soil for his garden. Paw Paw, as we affectionately referred to him, taught me everything I...
Fighting Invisible Battles
...Paw Paw told me, “James, one of the hardest things you will ever do is manage people.” After twenty-five years in the business of leadership, I would say he was right. Leadership is not for...
The Growing Season
...with my paternal grandfather, Paw Paw. He and I would spend weekends at his land in Canton, Georgia during the growing season. We affectionately referred to this special place as, “The Land.” It was how I spent my...
All Out of Legends
...would not be who or where we are today. Simple acknowledgement through gratitude honors legends. Absorb Legends My Paw Paw was one of these people for me. I absorbed as much as I could...
Restrained by Many Little Things
...the growth of others. My Paw Paw always told me that the hardest thing I would ever do is lead people. As wise as he was, he failed to teach me that it could also...
How Do I Grow
...to what is to come. We dream of the next steps in our lives that lead to us towards accomplishing our big audacious leadership goals. Paw Paw While the turn of the page...
Early Believers
...about to begin. Early belief that next year will be better than the last. Early Believers My Paw Paw was an early believer. An early believer in me. Whenever I get the opportunity to speak...
The Road Ahead
...set my trajectory moving forward. I was in the back seat of my grandfather’s late eighties extended cab Ford Ranger. Paw Paw, as we affectionally referred to him, was having a conversation with his friend...