What I learned from four years in banking

Last week, I ran into someone I knew from an old job on the train. It was 7 o'clock in the morning. He was heading to work and so was I. This wouldn't have been any more common occurrence than riding the train itself, but every once in awhile I run into Paul. He and… Continue reading What I learned from four years in banking

Someday you’ll understand–and other wisdom from my mother

There is a picture of my mother and I standing in front of a cactus that sits directly in front of our house in Vietnam, next to the wrought-iron gate. I must’ve been around seven or eight years old, so this was in 1992 or 1993, several years before my family and I came to… Continue reading Someday you’ll understand–and other wisdom from my mother