HARRY CHAPIN, IAN COLVIN AND ME.

A few months back, I remembered reading a story about the importance of being present.  It was a column in The Huffington Post by Ian Colvin, where he began with a story of a dialogue between him and his son. It started like this: “Why were you looking down when I was skating tonight, Daddy?” “IContinue reading “HARRY CHAPIN, IAN COLVIN AND ME.”