The year was 1933 (or as my dad would have stated “Nineteen Hundred and Thirty-Three”) and my father, Thomas Grimes Jr., was born in the middle of the Great Depression. Add to that, he was born to a very poor sharecropper’s family in the rural…
Today is February 1st, and I just reviewed my goals for 2016 that I made on January 1st. And, guess what, I instantly became depressed. What should have been an uplifting exercise, turned into me chastising myself for not being proactive enough. So, it was very fortuitous that I saw…