By Freda H. Babinski I’m standing there in front of gates like none I’ve ever found They shine like golden ribbons as they glide across the ground I see the stairs that never end how brilliantly they glow I start to climb and realize there’s nothing down below Then suddenly …Read More »
By Mac Anderson, founder of SimpleTruths.com Many years ago, Barbara Glanz was speaking to 3,000 employees of a large grocery chain. Her speech was on customer service and how to create memories to make the customers want to come back. At the end of her presentation, she put up her …Read More »
During the waning years of the depression in a small Idaho community, I used to stop by Mr. Miller's roadside stand for farm fresh produce as the season made it available. Food and money were still extremely scarce and bartering was used extensively.
One day Mr. Miller was bagging some early potatoes for me. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily appraising a basket of freshly picked green peas.