The Man who Didn’t Raise Me

Rod Seiler, Enjoying a Card. Father’s Day, 2011.  Celebrating my Father on His Birthday “Your mom did a good job raising you and your brother and sister,” my dad said to me one day as we sat, just the two of us, talking.  My eyes widened. “Dad,” I said, “You did a good job, too!” “It […]


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The Man who Didn’t Raise Me

Rod Seiler, Enjoying a Card. Father’s Day, 2011.  Celebrating my Father on His Birthday “Your mom did a good job raising you and your brother and sister,” my dad said to me one day as we sat, just the two of us, talking.  My eyes widened. “Dad,” I said, “You did a good job, too!” “It […]


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Stuff Happens

Conference Room. Busting Up When people entrust you to manage their money, a certain level of genuine credibility is necessary. And so, at my work for a registered  investment advisory firm, we maintain a professional atmosphere in our office. Mostly. Friday, though, I completely lost that demeaner. In a private meeting. With my boss. I swore.  […]


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Stuff Happens

Conference Room. Busting Up When people entrust you to manage their money, a certain level of genuine credibility is necessary. And so, at my work for a registered  investment advisory firm, we maintain a professional atmosphere in our office. Mostly. Friday, though, I completely lost that demeaner. In a private meeting. With my boss. I swore.  […]


(continue reading)

Stuff Happens

Conference Room. Busting Up When people entrust you to manage their money, a certain level of genuine credibility is necessary. And so, at my work for a registered  investment advisory firm, we maintain a professional atmosphere in our office. Mostly. Friday, though, I completely lost that demeaner. In a private meeting. With my boss. I swore.  […]


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