In this ongoing playoff season, I started to think about my own baseball memories. Growing up, my grandfather was the biggest baseball fan around me. When you think of favorite people in your life, he ranks very high.    

  In this ongoing playoff season, I started to think about my own baseball memories. Growing up, my grandfather was the biggest baseball fan around me. When you think of favorite people in your life, he ranks very high.    

I am now renting office space in a suite with two other law firms. The conversation on Friday turned to whether we were taking today, Columbus Day, off. I was sort of surprised to see that one of the firms would be open with full staff today. My office, as well as the other law firm in the suite is closed today.  

After the fundraiser alluded to in a brief sidebar in in last week’s blog, Shelly posted a

Waking up this morning I caught myself getting "up to speed" by checking my email and responding to some, looking at the weather, monitoring websites, etc.   It struck me how fast the pace of business and life has become. Activities for children are scheduled and parents race to keep them on time. In business, at any point during the say I'm answering one of my emails, getting on a conference call, writing copy among other tasks all at the same time. Everybody wants everything now.  

When I was young there were only 48 states, “Under God” was not in the Pledge of Allegiance, we got under our school desk in nuclear attack drills, TV was aborning in black and white with few channels, there was a smoking car on the rail road, pay phones were few and far between, Alan Freed was spawning Rock n’ Roll, I read The Daily Mirror tabloid, milk was delivered in the morning to the milk box, planes had propellers, bills were only paid in cash, police were men, the Yankees won almost every year, trophies were only for winners, Li

In the whirlwind of the confirmation, the subject of nicknames appears in the periphery. Specifically, the memory of nicknames from our youth. So, I’ll share my story. An attempt to obliterate my nickname of long ago. They called me Benjie. When I went off to college, I was determined to leave my nickname behind forever. I would answer to Ben and nothing else. My plan worked, or so it seemed. Through college and law school the old nickname remained in its dark place.

From HuffPost 2013: "As U.S. lawmakers argue about the economic effects of immigration on the country, they might as well consider that a lot of America’s most profitable companies were founded by people born elsewhere.