Musings of an HR Guy…Connecting the Dots
1. The artist I'd commissioned to do a sketch for B's farewell in 2000 coming charging down the passage in my office to deliver the drawing which he had delayed. At first I could hear his regular tread from afar, but as he realized he was within earshot of my office he literally started sprinting,... Continue Reading →
I’m hiding in the sewing machine cabinet – in that little “room” you get when its top panel folds open sideways - like the cover of a giant book - to form a work surface, resting on the cabinet door opened at 180 degrees. Through the gap at the top edge of my little chamber,... Continue Reading →
Citizen Kane's dying word stands for security, hope and the innocence of childhood, which a man can spend a lifetime trying to regain...like the green light at the end of Tom Buchanan's pier in The Great Gatsby, or that yearning for a home that never was, which the Portugese have a beautiful term for -... Continue Reading →
Notes to Self 