The Language of Organizational Life
Damn, I love my sport. Scary, but let me count the years ... 29 years ago I raced my last race in my final year at college, a victory on a hot day on a quiet lake. A lifetime ago. Yet my sport stays with me. "Once a rower, always a rower" is a phrase I heard... Continue Reading →
I stand at the end of Pier 7, a long pedestrian walkway stretching into San Francisco Bay. Fishermen and tourists are my companions as I stare out into the bay, deep in thought. I have much on my mind after meeting with a friend to discuss job possibilities. Organizations now talk of "Change Management" and much of the... Continue Reading →
Last week I returned to my roots and the waters of Lake Merced in San Francisco. My high school rowing team had its annual alumni event. This was my first time back in over 20 years and I do not have a real answer on why it took me so long to return to the place that... Continue Reading →
Are you ready? Go! I remember hearing those words to start nearly all my crew races years ago. Occasionally, a starter used English, but the French was well, French. Loved it. It set my sport apart. I just finished the amazing book and story, The Boys in the Boat. In my last post I... Continue Reading →
I am near the end of a great book. A book where I know the ending. Far from ruining the story, knowing that our heroes win in the end allows me to focus on the amazing true story that lead to their victory. The book is titled, "The Boys in the Boat: Nine Americans and... Continue Reading →
I recently came across a short film on rowing that I first watched over 30 years ago. It was a time of wood boats and wood oars full of character and life. It was a time too of crew coaches speaking as philosophers. Thanks to YouTube I can add this gem to my blog. I... Continue Reading →
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