Dead man’s pond was one backyard and three houses away, and
the University Lakes were only 2.5 miles or a 30-minute bike ride. Growing up in Baton Rouge, these haunts provided
an escape from the dread I experienced around my mom’s cancer and gave my life
a sense of adventure. My neighbor Gordon
and I built rafts out of bamboo, old trees, or barrels we would find in the
swamp and spent hours being Tom Sawyer or Robinson Crusoe. A few winters when it was cold long enough our
water play yards iced over. Once I
walked across the ice to a cypress tree growing just off the bank of University
Lake, before the ice broke and I ended up in several feet of water and
mud. Gordon and I had a good laugh for
we were deep into our roles as Lewis and Clark.
Much of my life I have been willing to walk on thin ice, and now
realize taking risk has been a life tenant leading to my life as an entrepreneur. As I relived memories with Gordon early this
morning I realized it’s not just been my willingness to take risks, but my perseverance
to positively impact others, guided by my faith that has made my life an awesome
adventure. Are you an ice walker? Do you have a Gordon in your life to share
the adventure? What are you waiting for?
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