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Realtors and mental heath

Realtors and mental heath

When I was in high school, a new kid moved to our town and quickly became part of my group of friends. We called him “Communist Mike”. It wasn’t just a clever nickname. He literally was a communist. Only about a year later, though, Mike passed away after taking his...
It’s time to get out of the way

It’s time to get out of the way

This is my last regular column before I retire. In the words of a dear friend I lost a few years ago, it’s been a slice. In the past few weeks I have received wonderful, touching notes from people who have read this column or come upon it over the years, wishing me...