By Scott Westerman Shelby was born on September 1, 1979. I remember the day she made her entrance, head first and wide eyed, fascinated, as ever, with the adventures that awaited her. I remember watching her sleep and wondering how I could ever sleep again, with the awesome responsibility for…

By Scott Westerman Almost 20 years to the day after our first visit, we found ourselves in Disney World this week. We purposely returned to the Disney Caribbean Beach Resort. The first time our kids were 8 and 10. Now they are grown and gone, so Colleen and I could…

By Scott Westerman When Colleen and I visited Hawaii, one of the first places we explored was the famed Waimea Bay. The Beach Boys sang about it in Surfin USA and I wanted to see, up close, how those boys and girls “with their feet full of tar and their…

By Scott Westerman I got a call from a co-worker the other day. “Full disclosure,” he said. “I wanted you to know that we’re both competing for the same promotion.” We’re friends. He said he didn’t want me to hear about it from someone else. I thought that was a…

H. Jackson Brown, Jr. wrote these and for many years, they were on a poster on my office wall. As we celebrated our 31st wedding anniversary, I was reminded, again, of how important his first “suggestion for success” truly is. 1. Marry the right person. This one decision will determine…

By Scott Westerman Once upon a time, there was a place where poets and composers gathered to create true magic. If you stepped inside the Brill Building during the 60s, you were likely to hear a half dozen pianos playing at once. If you were a time traveler from the…

By Scott Westerman That’s a true story. I had a terrific director on my team who, in addition to her many leadership gifts, had a distinct fashion sense. The sheer dimensions of her wardrobe must have required a closet the size of our master bedroom. I discovered the extent of…

By Scott Westerman July in Michigan represents all that’s appealing about the Great Lakes State. The 7th Month is the zenith of organized Summer activities. As the decade rolled from the 70s to the 80s in Ann Arbor, baseball, swim team, camp and summer band kept us focused and out…

Andy Warhol says that we all get our 15 minutes of fame. You never know when or where it will come. Being a good doggie mom, Colleen and Tanna exercise regularly with a couple of circles around our neighborhood. That’s what was happening when the Google Street Level camera car…

I’ve had the good fortune to give a number of talks about social media lately. Being a beta geek since the days when I got my Internet through a dial-up SLIP connection at Pipeline (coupled with my current gig at Comcast) seems to attract attention. A common question is “When…