by Richard Fay | Sep 5, 2015 | Posts
Ralph’s dad built him a treehouse in their backyard. It was impossibly high, at least four times as high up as I could reach. And it was huge, elaborate, the stuff of 8 year old boy’s dreams. At least, that’s how the boy remembers it. Planks were...
by Richard Fay | Jun 20, 2015 | Posts
We humans love formula. Not only formula one, but any methodological recipe for life. Especially us men, we like to fit everything into a logic box, so we can work it all out. Be certain, conclude, open and shut case. Example: A colleague once said to me that he...
