For quite some time, I have wanted to publicly admit my confusion. I’ve hesitated, because confusion is widely viewed as weakness. Being...

I suppose I could blame the big adventure of my early adulthood on Oscar Rebman. Oscar lived next door to my family growing up. A talented, quiet, yet cantankerous mechanic, Oscar built his own lawn mower because he thought the commercial lawn mowers were inefficient and too expensive. When I asked Oscar if my old Dodge Dart with the flaking green paint could make it across the country, he said: “Get better tires. Change the oil.” Oscar was a man of few words. But I took hi

Should each of us be forever punished for the worst thing we’ve ever done? On the leadership team of a company I know, one of the...