Peg's Blog - It Takes Community

Tuesday, November 13, 2012 - 8:55am

A week ago last Friday, my father was diagnosed with diffuse large cell B lymphoma. When I called him I tried to hide that I was nervous and emotional.  I didn’t know how he was taking the news and I wanted to be strong for him.  I was surprised when right out of the gate he said, “If they can take care of this I’ll be fine. And if they can’t, I’ll be fine. I’ve had a great life.” And that was that.  He then asked, “Are you coming in for Thanksgiving? They put on a great buffet here.”


Friday, October 5, 2012 - 9:08am

September is a great month.  Finally hot weather fades.  College football is in full swing.  It’s too early to shop for Christmas presents thank goodness.  And, at Community, we begin communicating our goals for the coming year.  As I was thinking about goal setting, I remembered an article I had read on a Southwest flight from Denver to Omaha, so I scoured my home files to find it.


Thursday, September 20, 2012 - 4:57pm

 

About six weeks ago we hosted an Employer of Choice Decision Accelerator to find out what our employees think we can do better in regard to pay, benefits, learning, and culture.  We were in the middle of the first session, when my phone vibrated with a text message.   It said, “Call me!  I got it”.   The message was from my son Patrick


Tuesday, July 10, 2012 - 9:06am

On May 22, 1968, at the height of the Vietnam War, a nuclear submarine named the USS Scorpion disappeared without a trace in the Mediterranean Sea.  The navy launched an immediate search in the 2000 square miles between the Azores islands and Norfolk Virginia but finding the sub in this vast expanse of ocean seemed like an impossible task. 


Sunday, June 17, 2012 - 3:28pm

As I wandered through Barnes & Noble bookstore at River Park, I heard a parent say to her teenage daughter, “It’s summer!  Perfect time to pick up some new books to read.”   She punctuated the sentence with words that made me smile.  “Hurry up” she prodded.  But who can hurry when they’re in a bookstore?   Not me; And certainly not the 14-year-old who wandered off into the paperback aisle of romance novels.