The 100 Guy

Sure, I give presents to friends and family this month – and I make annual donations to my list of nonprofits.

I wrote “Headscape: How a bald guy replanted his hair and restarted his life” to help others address a subject many avoid.

After leaving newspapers, I started an agency serving developers, architects, financial and legal clients, leading it for nearly two decades.

My girlfriend Edith, overhearing me tell a prospect how we’d find each other – “I’m 6’1” and balding,” – giggled uncontrollably.

A college fraternity brother grabbed the small remaining dollop of my brown forehead hair, proclaiming, “Two Mile Island!”

My best hair day ever was in seventh grade when the yearbook photographer took class officer photos.

“The hoary head is a crown of glory, if it be found in the way of righteousness.

When our company launched a 100-word newsletter in 2013, we hoped we were starting something that had legs.

Business leaders tell us and trade media the first few weeks of January 2022 were on fire.

As we adjust to the deep structural changes the pandemic has wrought upon agency economics, perhaps none is more of an existential threat than the Great Resignation.

Returning to its first in-person conference following a 2.5-year break, the executive committee of PRSA’s Counselors Academy was looking for a new idea to build momentum and community for its September 2021 Nashville event.

Returning to its first in-person conference following a 2.5-year break, the executive committee of PRSA’s Counselors Academy was looking for a new idea to build momentum and community for its September 2021 Nashville event.

One day, when I led an in-house agency for The Charlotte Observer, the publisher decided the newspaper needed a new slogan.

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I’ve lived that Jefferson quote since I was a teenager.

My dad wanted me to be a lawyer or doctor.

Some of my friends were elated by the Republicans’ $1.9 trillion tax cut in 2017.

Other than in intramural boxing class or my best friend’s single slug on the second grade playground – I’ve never been in a fistfight.

A group of lifelong friends gathered outside for a socially distanced dinner to celebrate my birthday last month.

A favorite moment when I’d meet with business owners (in-person, pre-pandemic) occurred when I’d casually mention I’d sold my business (three years ago this month).

Amidst pandemic, economic collapse, racial disparity and political warfare, do you wonder how America would be faring if we instead followed what God asked us to do?

Major religions all share the tradition of making a pilgrimage – a journey to increase knowledge of self, nature and/or God.

Two years ago, I spotted Washington Post columnist E.J. Dionne exiting our plane at DCA. “I never stop celebrities,” I told him, “but in my world of journalism, you’re a rock star!”

When Pharaoh refused to release the Israelites from slavery, 10 plagues changed his mind.

What will families remember from this pandemic pause? Tension? Peacefulness? Will a predicted baby boom be confined, as young parents jest, to firstborn?

When people gather near the Mississippi River to watch a sunrise or sunset, they often grow silent, watching the miracle respectfully as another day is dedicated.

Americans have been divided for much of our history. (See the election of 1800.) Today, with social media and tribal cable channels, it might appear a bit more acute.

A few weeks ago, I helped with my granddaughter’s nighttime routine. It always starts the same way: she selects four…

In my 20s, when I was put in charge of a 25-person marketing team spread over two floors at The…

In my 20s, when I was put in charge of a 25-person marketing team spread over two floors at The Charlotte Observer, I observed our biggest weakness was communications. Ironic, since we were in that business.