“Once upon a time, in a land far, far away…” Not many stories start out this way anymore. Nor do they end… “And they lived happily ever after.” Still, every person has a story within themselves. It’s the story of who we are, what we think, and future we will create. Our individual story, that’s totally our own, is one of the most important and one of the most powerful parts of our life. While your story may have similarities…
Nestled on the east side of the cemetery in Hyde Park lies the little known grave of Civil War veteran Joseph Cain. According to his headstone, Cain was a private in Company B of the 50th Regiment in the Illinois Infantry. He was born September 30, 1841, and died February 16, 1907. That’s the facts; but that’s all they are, bare facts. What is the rest of his story? What brought him to Utah, to Cache Valley? Did he have…
My daughter Leslie has been encouraging me to write in my journal. I tell her a write in my journal every Monday morning, but she says that doesn’t count. While serving as a missionary and in my early military years I was more regular journal keeper. I wrote about everything; well, almost everything. When I go back and read I find lots of what I did but very little of what I thought. I guess that’s why I feel the…
The internal clock on my smartphone was stuck on Central Time for a couple days last week. All appointments I entered into my calendar automatically offset by an hour. I was constantly checking another source to verify what time it really was. All appointments I entered into my calendar automatically offset by an hour. I was constantly checking another source to verify what time it really was. What caused the technical hiccup? While I’ll probably never know for sure,…
I love Mondays! Just in case you didn’t know. Always have. Always will. I find the day refreshing, rejuvenating, and a great way to mentally reset. Last week I explored the concept behind the Monday Morning Boost and the question: “Why Mondays?” Several of you chimed in with your thoughts, and I’m excited to share a few. I’ll also share the event that inspired the name Monday Morning Boost. The new week is a great way to create a mental…
Why Mondays? Good question. I’m asked periodically why I call my weekly email the Monday Morning Boost. I’ve been writing and sharing it every Monday for just over four years. What started as a simple way to keep in touch with a few clients has expanded to hundreds of subscribers via email, LinkedIn, Facebook, and right here at Red Edge Marketing. Still, why Mondays? I’ve always enjoyed Mondays. I like the start of the new week, the routine of getting…
“Businesses succeed when they solve problems.” Nothing fancy, but that was the core advice shared by Jonathan Johnson, chairman of Overstock.com. Johnson was the keynote speaker at the Cache Chamber of Commerce annual awards dinner last month. Elisa and I enjoyed getting to know Johnson and his wife a little bit, and picking up a few business tidbits he was gracious enough to share. When businesses focus on solving problems, as Johnson suggested, then they’re on the path for success….
The Army Omelets tradition started when Elisa was just a young child. Her father, George “Buddy” Peterson, loved omelets, especially those served in the Army chow halls. So twice a year on the first Sunday in October and April, when the family’s normal Sunday schedule took a hiatus, Dad whipped up his Army Omelets. When Elisa and I were married the Army Omelet tradition carried on. On the same Sundays twice a year I set my hand at cracking eggs,…
His truck was painted Marine Corps red. His Dress Blues were Marine Corps sharp. Sgt. Dan Gyllenskog was once a Marine… and he never forgot it. “Once a Marine. Always a Marine. Semper Fi.” Dan was known by many names… Sgt. Dan, Mailman Dan, Plumber Dan, and Muskrat (from his trapper days). I first knew him as “Dutch Oven Dan” as official cook for the Michael J. Allred “Ride for the Fallen.” Dan’s Dutch Ovens was a family business, but…
Twenty five years ago today a love story began. It’s not a perfect love story, it’s full of challenges, mistakes, and rough patches. But it’s also full of joy, happiness, wonder, and amazement. Most importantly, it’s full of kindness, forgiveness, hope and love. Elisa and I grew up in the same neighborhood. Her dad was my scoutmaster and I helped sheetrock their basement as a teenager. But Elisa was three years younger than me — a lifetime when you’re a…