Recently I have been reading a book about Leadership by Doris Kearns Goodwin. Doris explains how she has a deep desire to understand what makes a good leader and I thought it timely for the Fourth of July. She starts with Abraham Lincoln and visits his life, struggles and rise to a leadership role. WOW! I’m crushing on him big time. Next in the line up is Theodore Roosevelt....I maintain my crush on old Abe, but impressed with his unique opportunities to shine. Each leader prepared our country for specific growth, sometimes reflective of the talents bestowed.
  . . . just one piece of networking advice, what would it be? Do you ever think about that question? I do.
Once a year, weather permitting friends primarily from high school gather for a BBQ in a courtyard outside a co-op in Bell Park Manor Terrace in Queens Village. Last summer, a wash out and some other circumstances made for a missed year. The year the rain threatened our gathering. A cancellation notice went out yesterday morning. Midday I receive a message about a smaller gathering inside with a later start. I enjoy catching up with everyone.
Over 100 drivers heading to the Denver International Airport said they were diverted by Google Maps last Sunday due to a crash on major road.   These drivers were led down a dirt road that soon turned muddy due to recent rains and vehicles ended up stuck with about 100 cars lined up behind them.   Google responded stating "We encourage all drivers to follow local laws, stay attentive, and use their best judgment while driving."
Gotham held it’s annual Bob Formica Golf Outing this past Monday and I must say that besides the beautiful verdant rain enriched course the golf cart, not the golf, was the best part. Every year Paul Napolitano and spouse Victoria Drogin are in my foursome (we missed Hard Hitting Don Bernstein this year) and, lucky me, I'm paired with Victoria in a golf cart.
Sitting at a playground in New York City… Observing.
  What’s in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet.   -William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet