To the Protege: Walking with Giants
It's just past birthday time for me. During my birthday month, which I call “Birthday Festival” (so I can stretch it as long as I want,...
To the Protege: Lazy About My Alignment
I have to admit, I can be pretty superficial sometimes. No, really, I mean it… Superficial in the literal sense. I love shiny things. I...
To the Mentor: Why Some Chickens Cross the Road
She had to eat, just like everybody else. Even living in the highly trafficked city, where the kind of good food she was used to eating...
Mentoring in Media 2: "In-Couragement"
Cowardly Lion: "All right, I'll go in there for Dorothy. Wicked Witch or no Wicked Witch, guards or no guards, I'll tear them apart. I...
To the Mentor: Seminary in My Backyard
Dear reader, please forgive me this week as I relax into some well-deserved wordiness in this post. You see, I'm undergoing a career...
To the Mentor: Borrowing Words
Sometimes my words will not do. Their circumstances reveal I am truly out of my depth. I cannot give what I do not have. But this honest...
To the People: How it Began...
My mentor’s been a little busy during the last few months. He has moved to a new state, changed his job at the height of his career, and...
To the Mentor: Mentors Don't "Need" Proteges
Something felt, well, wrong about the whole thing. I had gone to him for advice, some professorial counsel about choices that lay before...
To the Mentor: Being a Good Reference
"You can't say that!" he protested. "I asked you for a reference!" he exclaimed angrily. "That won't help me!" he growled. I replied:...
To the Mentor: One Bucket Ought'a Do It
He exuded confidence, comfort, and class. James, today, is a high-end Southern California real estate broker. But back then, he was a...
