Wisdom? You Bet Your Aphorism!

  When I was a kid, my dad, who was the AP correspondent in St. Paul, Minnesota, would take me down to his office. It was a wonderful place. What made the biggest impression on me were the walls. They were covered with the memorabilia of a lifetime of…

Networking Aphorisms I Have Known and Loved (and Begged and Borrowed and Stolen)

In my father’s day, the traditional adornment of the reporter;s cubicle was a girlie calendar.  Since he covered the doings at the state capitol, a rather more elevated venue than the usual reporter’s beat, he eschewed the slovenly look and went for a more sophisticated image.  The walls of…