My Nan recently celebrated her birthday. I say “celebrated” even though she’s been gone for almost thirty years. Because birthdays don’t just disappear when the person does. I’ve been thinking about Nan a lot - about what she taught me growing up. This blog is built around three ideas: Think. Teach. Show up. And if I had to point to someone who taught me what that last one really means, I’m not sure I could find a better example than her. When you were with Nan, you had Nan. One hundred percent. She listened. She paid attention. She made you feel like whatever you were telling her was important, because to her, it was. Not necessarily because the story itself was important, but because you were. That distinction matters. As kids, we didn’t recognize everything Nan did for us. We just knew that she somehow made things happen. Nan listened. She worried. She laughed. She made time. She paid attention. She loved us unconditionally. There are people who teach us by sitting us down and...
It's impossible to work 25+ years across several disciplines without picking up some "words of wisdom." Dad sayings. Grandpa sayings. Frank-isms. Whatever you want to call them. One of the phrases I come back to pretty often is, “We’ve always done it this way.” That phrase gets a lot of criticism, and it’s often for good reason. If the only explanation for doing something is that it’s the way we’ve always done it, maybe it’s worth asking why we’ve always done it that way. Sometimes it started for a good reason. Sometimes there still is a good reason. Sometimes nobody really remembers. That doesn’t automatically make the old way wrong. But it makes it worth a look. What problem were we trying to solve? Does this still solve it? Is there another way? Is there a better way? Years ago, I managed an ambulance service that was part of a fire company. Technically, I was the ambulance captain, although functionally the job was really emergency medical services (EMS) chief. A...