It was a nice, warm, early evening in February 1978 when I touched down at the Tampa Airport, got my rental car, drove out to Clearwater Beach and checked into The Hilton Resort. Although this twenty-eight-year-old, up and coming HR Manager needed to prepare for the following morning when I would conduct training for two of…
I was having lunch earlier this year with Steve Robinson, a new friend who was head of FCA in the Nashville area for 40 years or so, and he asked me to share with him my Faith Story. I did. Then he asked me if I had shared it with my grandchildren. I told him I had not. “Why not…
