Loyal Scaiaholics know how contemplative I get around anniversaries [We still don’t have those jetpacks]. The other day, some Facebook memories were presented to me of an affair some associates threw to celebrate my move from Houston to DFW.A move that took place way back in aught-nine. Ten years ago this week.Barack Obama was president. The…
There are no *degrees* of full.I’m wrapping up a week with the family in Ohio, waiting for my flight back to DFW. The flights between Dayton and DFW are not, typically, on a 747, so the gate agent will occasionally ask people to check their carry-ons.”We have a very full flight,” the agent said on the…
At Thanksgiving each year, I go to the home of a former coworker. He and his wife cook for their families and invite associates. My first Thanksgiving in DFW, I didn’t yet know many people and was more insistent to get home to Ohio for Christmas, so I worked on Thanksgiving, and he invited me over.That’s now…