Remembering September 11… 20 Years Ago Today

I was going to write my thoughts down in my private journal, but I realized I wanted to share my thoughts publicly.

I remember 9/11/01 like it was yesterday. I, like many, can photo-realistically replay the day over and over like a movie in my head. I can’t believe it’s been 20 years.

It was my sophomore year at the University of Delaware. I remember it. I don’t want to rehash it here. But I do want to remember all those who we lost that day.

I don’t want to debate whether it was an inside-job or anything. I just want us all to reflect. To take a moment and be real with ourselves. Let us all feel the emotions that come to us.

Some of us were affected more than others, but that doesn’t mean that we all don’t have emotions surrounding this day.

9/11/2021 was a day just like today. Blue skies, almost no cloud in the sky.

What hit me today was reading Jeff Jarvis’ post of his 9/11 experience.

I remember calling my step-mom after getting back to my dorm and watching the coverage. She worked in New York City. I remember the cell towers being inundated with people calling loved ones. I remember calling my grandmom who loved going into NYC to the museums.

I remember the girl in my Psych 101 class running out tears when Professor Giza told us all what we missed while in class that morning. Realizing that she might have just lost a loved one.

I remember after watching the news over and over and the loop of the towers falling, walking across the “beach” (green area between my dorm and the Perkins Student Center) to the Review (the student run, independent, newspaper), where I was a reporter. There was talk about heading up there. I had a chance to go. I’m glad I stayed back.

Just knowing what my journalism career would emotionally cause me later, makes me glad I made that decision.

I have a lot of journalism friends who covered the aftermath. Who went to the rubble. Who documented it and also went abroad to cover the Wars in Iraq and Afghanistan. One of my friends would win a Pulitzer Prize for his photos.

Let us never forget those harrowing moments and days. Let us not forget the aftermath, the “never-ending” wars that resulted. Let us remember the fallen and their families. Let us come together.

That’s all I emotional have right now. Hugs to all!

Work/Life Balance

Vacation Is Much Needed In Any Entrepreneurial Journey

I managed to take a family vacation with my wife’s family for 7 days. It’s going well. But just because I’m on vacation, doesn’t mean works stops. I’m very fortunate that I have a teammate that can pick up the the slack while I take a break.

It’s important to keep mental health in mind. There is nothing worse than burn out in an entrepreneurial journey.

Right now I’m enjoying the Outer Banks of North Carolina and managing to not work too much. Though I’m not not working much, I’m luckily able to stay connected.

It’s all about balance — work/life balance. Don’t forget about your mental health it’s important.


On The Other Side… Of The Podcast

Recently I’ve been a guest on other podcasts and it’s been a lot of fun. It’s always weird for me to be the interviewee versus the interviewer. That goes back to the time when I was a journalist. I never like to be the subject of an interview. But I know I need to get over that and start to not mind telling my origin story. 

I need to start seeking out the publicity that these podcasts bring for my business and even my own podcasts.

It’s Been A Trip

So far I’ve been on Chelsea Craig’s Reputation Matters, Cate and Topher DeRosa’s Hallway Chats, and, most recently, WP Coffee Talk with Michelle Frenchette.

I have an upcoming podcast interview on Pablo Gonzalez’s B2B Community Connectors podcast as well.

On the whole it’s been fun to do these podcasts in addition to my own two podcasts, Digital Marketing Dive, which is on hiatus, and Entrepreneur’s Enigma, which is going strong.

I’ll report back when I have more to share.

Photo by Will Francis on Unsplash


WordFest 2021 Part Deux

To this moment in time, I still can’t believe the team over at Big Orange Heart did the second Wordfest in 6 months. The first one was in January and was excellent. The other one was on Friday (July 23rd) and was even better.

I was glad that Goldstein Media was able to be a micro sponsor and that I was able to help out, even just a little, with the digital swag bag and helping throughout the day.

The event was held over 24 hours. Yes, 24 hours. With 48+ sessions and interviews/talks with Matt Mullenweg and Mike Little, the co-founders of the WordPress open source project.

Part Deux of Wordfest had more mental health topics than the first one, I think, and it was very much welcome.

The core team and all the volunteers did a great job putting on a great event.

Rumor has it that they will probably be keeping up with the cadence of 2 a year, just not so close together.

I hope that I’ll be able to help out more on the next one.

Not only did they throw a great event. They raised over $11k for A Big Orange Heart, which is a non-profit aimed at helping remote workers with their mental health.

WordFest also had challenges that people took on to raise money. It was a really great event.

It was all recorded and you can go back and watch the sessions at WordFest.Live.

If you’d like to join the community check out Big Orange


Vermont State Of Mind

I love Vermont. The beauty is unmatched and it’s so relaxing even if I’m working on stuff for the agency.

My parents have house at a top of the mountain in Weston, VT. It’s so peaceful and relaxing even with a crazy 8 year old.

This trip, albeit short, is a great reminder that after the year we had in 2020, getting away even for a change of scenery is key.

With 15 months stuck in the house together, it’s way to easy to stay that way and not venture out.

I’m so glad we did.


I Got Up Early

Today I got up early. I’m seriously shocked that I did. 5:25 am and I’m not writing at 5:40 am. I have to admit that I would have been still sleeping if my 40-year-old bladder didn’t wake me, but still, the fact that I stayed up and decided to come down and write — I’m proud of myself.

So many people tout getting up early with being successful. They say the richest and most successful get up early. This might be true for some, but I don’t think that’s why they are rich and successful.

Routines Change

A person who I admire, Amy Landino, wrote a whole book on morning routines called Good Morning, Good Life. It’s a good book that highlights what works for her in the morning. There are some great tips, for those who are early risers to start off productively.

Recently, Amy, who has a very popular YouTube channel and podcast, revealed that she’s stopped her morning routine and is letting herself sleep in.

At first, I found this curious. She’s been pushing the “wake up early and be successful mantra” for so long, why the change?

To be honest it doesn’t matter. Routines change — people change.

If we’ve learned anything from this past year (2020), nothing is written in stone. We have to roll with what’s given to us and figure out how to adapt.

You need to figure out what works best for you, your body, your work, your family (not necessarily in that order).

I still recommend picking up Amy’s book. It’s a good read and has some great actionable tips, but remember — you do you.

Ultimately, this post was a writing exercise, because guess what? I got up early!


World Opening Up

As the world opens up (well at least here in the States), I wonder how people are coping with the change after ~15 months of being in some semblance of lockdown.

I’m enjoying my time outside the “bunker.” But I’m still cautious about who I meet with. This might be because my 8-year-old son isn’t vaccinated yet. My wife and I both are. I go out to the market now and to my co-working space, with mask in tow. But, there is something I learned about myself during the 15 months of craziness.

I like virtual networking. I think I might like it as much as in-person networking. I can get more done with virtual networking. One downside is that the quality of the connection to the meeting software matters. You don’t have that issue with in-person networking. If you do, you should probably go to the doctor.

I know this is a bit of a ramble, but I’m curious, how is everyone else fairing?

Drop a comment below.

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WordFest 2021

WordFest Live, run by A Big Orange Heart, is back for its second time! The inaugural WordFest Live was only in January. It was a total success that they wanted to do another one.

WordFest Live is a 24 hour WordPress virtual conference to help promote the open-source operating system and mental health in the WordPress community and beyond.

It’s free to attend, so really there is no reason not to.

Goldstein Media is proud to be a micro-sponsor, and I’m happy that I can volunteer for some of the time.

I’ll be posting more as we get closer to July 23rd.

Find out more here:


Not Sure What To Title This

That’s always a great way to start a blog post. 🤣

This past weekend as you can see from my last post, was a tough one. Johnny’s death hit me harder than I thought it would. 😥

He’s my age and has young kids. I guess that played a part in how down in the dumps I am. I also feel for Jessica, his amazing, strong, resilient wife. She’s an amazing mother too. A mom to 3 adorable kiddos. I can’t imagine what she’s going through right now. All I want to do is give her a HUGE hug and tell her that I’m there for her and will help out in any way I can.

Friday is the funeral. I’m still waiting on the details. It’s going to be anywhere from a 2 to 3-hour drive, but this family is worth it. I need to be there.

As I said, I wasn’t sure what to title this post. I think the title suits it.

I’m going to try and write more. I think it’s good for me to get my thoughts out.

Photo by Dawid Zawiła on Unsplash


I’m Mourning

A good friend’s husband just passed from brain cancer. He was around my age (~40).

He left behind a wife, 3 young kids, and a wonderful dog.

My heart aches for my friend and her kids. I just found out this morning.

Her husband has been battling brain cancer for years. And has put up a good fight.

He was a good man, a good husband, and a father.

I’m not sure why I’m taking it so hard. It could be that he’s so young. It could be that he left behind a family. It could be that I’m dealing with my own (albeit not even close to terminal) mishigas and I’m feeling just that much mortal today.

I’m not putting this out there for sympathy for me. I’m just want to talk about it put words to my feelings.

I just turned 40 last month, and I’m realizing that I’m no longer young. I might even be middle-aged (groan).

The stages of life are… Get Married, Have Kids, Grow Old, The Have Friends Start Die. This way too soon.

Having been brought up going to Quaker schools, the Quakers have a tradition of holding people in the light. That’s all I can do now. In the Jewish religion, you can say the Mourner’s Kaddish.

I’m struggling, with this. I’m struggling because he was so young. It wasn’t sudden. It was coming. But… yea…

I’m sad, very sad.😪😭

I know this was a ramble. But I need to get this out.