Cultural Attractions in Delray Beach and Boca Raton

Boca Raton and Delray Beach punch well above their weight class when it comes to culture. Both cities are home to museums, world class libraries, art exhibits, concerts, dance, theater and more.

Most of the time you won’t have to leave home, but if you do the greater South Florida area features some of the best cultural venues and opportunities in the world.

29 April, 2020 2 2 Comments

Ingenuity in Crisis

April 29, 2020 By Jeff Perlman 2 Comments

There’s a little bit of Edison in all of us.

“The value of an idea, lies in the using of it.” -Thomas Edison.

There’s no amount of perfume that you can put on this pandemic to make it smell good.

So I won’t try.

This stinks.

It’s scary, surreal and tragic.

But….

But I’m heartened somewhat by some of the things I’m seeing and experiencing.

As I work the phones, email, Zoom and Chime I’m impressed by the ingenuity, resilience, generosity and innovation I am seeing.

People are doing all they can to make it work, to stay alive and to survive if not quite thrive.

Companies are figuring out how to work remotely, charities and arts organizations are figuring out ways to raise funds and stay relevant and schools are digging deep to find ways to educate their students.

Make no mistake, the pandemic is taking a toll and I’ve had my fair share of calls from friends worried about their businesses and jobs.

I’ve had other calls from friends concerned for their health and the health of their loved ones.

But I’ve also had a lot of conversations about life. And they’ve been good.

I think the pandemic has made us appreciate some of the simple things in life that we might take for granted.

From going to the beach and the gym to visiting local restaurants and stores, it will be a long while before we take these simple pleasures for granted once we are able to return to these places.

As for me, I miss my office mates, the kibitzing, the daily debate over where to eat lunch and the great feeling that Friday brings.

Right now, I don’t even know what day it is.

I miss movies, shows and walking the mall with my brother in law and sister in law.

I miss Saturday night.

You know date night…right now every night is date night which is cool but I’d much rather have a romantic evening at La Cigale than watch (yet) another episode of “Say Yes to the Dress.”

But I digress.

There’s a whole lot of discussion of what comes next and how things won’t return to normal.

So here’s a few general predictions.

Remote meetings are here to stay but I think as soon as it’s safe we will want to congregate again. We are social creatures and let’s face it, we miss each other.

I think the Eat Local, Shop Local ethos is also here to stay and that’s a very good thing.

There’s nothing better we can do than to support local businesses.

It’s not only good for the civic soul, it’s good for the economy as well. Buying local ensures that our money will circulate right here at home.

There will be a lasting appreciation for doctors, nurses, medical workers, restaurant staff, delivery drivers, first responders, grocery store staff, teachers and others who truly make our world go round but are rarely appreciated or compensated for their work. Let’s hope this newfound —or in some cases rediscovered —appreciation leads to meaningful policies that will make people’s lives easier in terms of housing, health care and compensation. It may take a while but let’s get started.

There will be a lot of focus on local manufacturing, farming and public health. Long, long overdue. Let’s build that infrastructure, let’s get after it.

Some will rediscover respect for expertise.

Some will acknowledge that Ronald Reagan’s tired old “government isn’t the solution, it’s the problem” philosophy has proven to be ridiculous.

Of course, government isn’t the answer to all problems. But good government is necessary, good government is important and let’s face it when the poop hits the fan we look to government to provide answers.

We need to improve government not destroy it. We need public service to be respected and we need to attract the best and the brightest to the field.

We humans are interesting. Once we absorb the shock, we get about the business of making things work. The best of us seek to help, educate, volunteer and innovate.

I can’t wait to see what this crisis will yield. I do believe with all my heart that it will be a different but better world.

27 April, 2020 2 2 Comments

Master Class in Leadership

April 27, 2020 By Jeff Perlman 2 Comments

The coronavirus crisis gives us all an opportunity to take a master class in leadership.

The governors and mayors receiving high grades for handling the crisis exhibit a similar set of traits.

—A reliance on facts, data and science over politics.

— An ability to communicate effectively.

— Genuine empathy for the plight of their communities.

— A willingness to work and advocate tirelessly on behalf of their cities and states.

They also take responsibility for mistakes and are quick to credit others.

They are clear in their thoughts and actions and willing to take the heat for decisions that aren’t always popular.

Sadly, those leaders who are laying an egg (you know who they are) are doing the opposite.

Refusing to take responsibility. Waffling on decisions. Undermining their own policies. Denying reality. Ignoring —or in some cases— punishing scientists.

Social distancing has done its job. But it was never meant to rid us of the virus. It was meant to buy us time so that our medical infrastructure could ramp up to deal with the crisis.

We need four things to beat the virus and sadly Washington has failed miserably on the two things they should be taking the lead on.

(I’m not counting the stimulus which has also been shaky with exhausted funds, big companies scarfing up money meant for small business, hospitals not getting relief because the idiot running the Department of Health and Human Services can’t seem to get anything right and a host of other issues).

The two things the Feds should be doing are testing and contact tracing. The Feds should also be coordinating purchasing of medical equipment but because they refused, states and cities were forced to take the lead and compete with one another. That ship has sailed.
But testing and tracing is still not happening to the levels we are going to need to re-open our economy.

Why is this important?

Because if we don’t know who has the virus, we can’t stop it from spreading without resorting to stringent social distancing measures.

We still don’t have enough swans and other materials necessary for testing and no way to coordinate between labs that have excess testing capacity and communities struggling to meet testing demand.

Where is the national strategy?

Instead, we have been fed the lie that there is adequate testing when every doctor, hospital and scientist says there isn’t?

Who do you believe?

I read the other day that it would cost $3.6 billion to hire 100,000 people to run a national contact tracing program. Sounds like a good investment since it may get us out of this mess and put 100,000 people to work.

The other two things we need: a vaccine (sorry my old friend in California) and effective treatment falls on the scientific community who I have faith will crack this. Hopefully sooner than later.

But back to leadership for a minute.

Pay attention to those telling you the truth. Beware those who are peddling nonsense. And remember those who have disappeared during this trying time.

Leaders steer toward crisis not away from it.

I was reminded of that by my dear friend Bill Mitchell who told the story of the Unsinkable Molly Brown on the most recent edition of Boca Lead, available online.

Now is the time for all of us to lead in any way we can.

Whether it’s helping a shut-in, checking on a neighbor, shopping and dining local, calling friends to check on their welfare etc. We can all play a role in getting through this crisis.

I do know that I will value true leadership and expertise more than ever from here on out. I hope we all do.
We need real leadership now more than ever.

22 April, 2020 1 Comment

Seizing the Golden Hour

April 22, 2020 By Jeff Perlman 1 Comment

Have you heard about the golden hour?

The golden hour is the period of time following a traumatic injury during which there is the highest likelihood that prompt medical and surgical treatment will prevent death.

In a crisis, I have a hunch that there’s a golden hour as well.

While in medicine, the golden hour is literally an hour, in other endeavors we are given a longer time to seize the moment. Not forever. But a season perhaps.

For America, life post Covid-19, whenever that may be, will be different. But will it be better?

It can, if we want it to be.

The crisis laid bare some real weaknesses.

Our public health care system was caught unprepared for this pandemic. We lacked resources and equipment and we found that when we needed to replenish our stocks we had to look overseas.

We now have an opportunity to strengthen our health care system and recapture our manufacturing capacity to ensure our national security.

We also have an opportunity to reconsider some of the people we’ve forgotten in our society.

Teachers, hospital workers, delivery drivers, supermarket staff, restaurant workers, pharmacists and support staff, first responders , farm workers (many foreign and undocumented) are essential to our society. That has been made clear by this crisis. Yet many live paycheck to paycheck often without health insurance. During this pandemic, we have asked them to risk their lives to keep us afloat in our time of need. Maybe, just maybe, we will begin to think of these important workers differently. Maybe, just maybe, we can find it in our hearts, to extend them healthcare, a living wage and an affordable place to live.

Prior to this we haven’t done those things have we?

Maybe now we will look at policies and attitudes that have prevented tens of millions from climbing the ladder and sharing in the American Dream.

And if we think this work is for someone else to do we’d be wrong.

Sure, the president and Congress have a role to play and to date they’ve failed to stem the forces that have kept so many from living a secure and stable life. But we have a role too.

On the local level, we have an opportunity to be better citizens. We have an opportunity to support our schools and our teachers. We have an opportunity to support our first responders and front line workers by advocating for policies that support housing near jobs and transit.

We can be smart consumers and shop local.

Delray’s economy is built on real estate, food, beverage, tourism and culture.

There are other industries in town and they are important.

We need to diversify for sure.

But we also need to cherish what makes us who we are.

The chef Jose Andres was on 60 Minutes last week discussing his heroic efforts to feed the hungry in America.

The hungry in America.

Digest that for a moment.
The richest nation on Earth has people who are hungry and homeless. Lots of them.

We have people who struggle and live lives of quiet despair. We can and should seek to help these people. We have the solutions. Do we have the will?

Will we seize the golden hour?

Mr. Andres says the local restaurants in our community represent our DNA. When we support these establishments we support the men and women who work there, those who fish, grow our food and deliver it to our homes when we decide to take out.

I think that’s true.

Restaurants are the largest U.S employer supporting more than 15 million jobs that add about $1 trillion to the economy according to the Wall Street Journal. This month, they are expected to lose $50 billion in revenue.

We are seeing a yeoman’s effort right now to support and save our local restaurants.

It’s heartwarming.

But when this crisis passes, will we care about where these workers live? Will we show concern for their health care needs and whether they have a path to a life of stability?

I hope so.

It’s our choice.

20 April, 2020 31 31 Comments

Remembering a Local Legend

April 20, 2020 By Jeff Perlman 31 Comments

Bert Fashaw

We lost a local legend last week and in this time of pandemic, I fear that these losses will pass without the notice they deserve.

Bert Fashaw passed last week. He was 83. He leaves behind a large family and a whole lot of friends and fans who remember him fondly.

Mr. Fashaw worked for the City of Delray for 33 years and also served the School Board for 34 years.

He was a Parks Ranger for Delray and spent many years guarding the parking lot during City Commission meetings.

From his post, he saw it all. All the players, past and present, all the crowds during contentious issues and all the characters that make up Delray Beach.

I got to know him when I was a reporter assigned to cover Delray and later as an elected official. He would deliver to my home my packet of mail and the agenda for the next commission meeting every Friday night and we would often chat about all things Delray.

Mr. Fashaw was funny. He was wise and he had a great way of putting issues into perspective.

I enjoyed every one of our interactions.

I especially enjoyed our chats pre and post meeting. I would pull into the City Hall lot and Bert would give me his read for the evening based on what he was seeing and feeling.

“Going to be a long night,” he would often say if he felt we were in for a night of trouble. Or “don’t worry, nothing much is going to happen” if he thought an issue was over blown.

I don’t think he was ever wrong.

I guess you pick up a lot about a place if you work there for three decades or more as he had.

He had community ties too and knew the pulse of the city.

My lasting image of Bert Fashaw was him in his Park Ranger uniform complete with hat and an ever present cigar.

We felt he had our backs when we walked out to our cars sometimes very late at night or in the wee hours of the morning after long meetings.

If we got out early, we could always count on a few good words with our friend.

A former city commissioner sent me his obituary and I noticed that there was no service as a result of the coronavirus. It mentioned the possibility of one at a later date.

And I thought how sad to pass during this time of international crisis. How sad it is that we can’t gather to say goodbye, share stories, pay tribute and otherwise remember a loved one.

What a sad, sad time.

Let’s do our best not to forget those we lose during this dark season.

Thanks Mr. Fashaw for your service and your friendship. You will be missed.

15 April, 2020 2 2 Comments

A Time to Evolve

April 15, 2020 By Jeff Perlman 2 Comments

In business, what’s dangerous is not to evolve.” Jeff Bezos, Amazon CEO.

I thought of that quote as I see the businesses in our communities rise to the occasion during this unique period of peril in our world.

Sit down restaurants pivot to a takeout model, delivery services cope with a monumental increase in volume, hospitals and their workers perform heroically, auto companies retool and crank out ventilators, educators figure out ways to reach their students and schools find a way to feed families.

It’s breathtaking.

Yes, finding toilet paper can still be a challenge, but Americans by and large are rising to the occasion.

It’s heartening to see because I suspect that our political dysfunction obscures our sense of what’s possible.

So this is a good time to observe how entrepreneurs in all walks of life figure a way forward. That’s not to say that everyone is going to make it, this pandemic is a monumental challenge and there will be plenty of businesses that won’t make it.

The Palm Beach Post ran a poignant story this week outlining the toll the pandemic has had on new businesses. We are seeing how hard it is for newspapers and magazines to pivot to digital. You can report online but finding a business model that pays for good journalism is hard.

Still, companies large and small are not going down without a fight.

And it’s that fighting spirit and our innovative chops that will ultimately get us out of this mess.

It will come at a cost. A high one at that, in terms of lives, illness, mental stress and trillions of dollars but we will get out of this and we will thrive again …someday.

Speaking of evolving, this is a good time to look at our leaders and see if they are evolving too.

This crisis will force leaders in business, government, education, health care, the non-profit world and the military to adapt and evolve.

Some will have to evolve their leadership styles. Others will have to adjust their governing philosophies or their business models.

Those that do, will succeed. Those that don’t, won’t make it.

This is a time when leaders communicate more and in better ways. This is a time when real leaders cast a wide net and ask for help and advice even from their rivals and competitors.

It’s an era that will require strength and empathy, vision and attention to the day to day blocking and tackling which just got a whole lot harder.

Leaders are defined by how they navigate challenges. It’s easier to be in charge in good times when investment is pouring in and opportunities are abundant. It’s hard when everywhere you look is a minefield and the path forward is shrouded in fog.

Partisanship aside, I’m impressed with New York Governor Andrew Cuomo. He strikes me as someone steeped in facts, willing to take responsibility, empathetic and wholly human. He’s providing us a real time master class in leadership.

In business, I’m liking what I’m seeing out of GM CEO Mary Barra who is reconfiguring factories to crank out hard to make ventilators. Her workers and engineers are amazing.

I’m also impressed by our Firefighters Union for stepping up and pooling their cash to support local restaurants and their recent public appeal not to buy them meals or coffee but to save those efforts for families in need.

We often see our unions slammed during election season. But this proves what I’ve always known (because I’ve worked with these men and women) that these people are dedicated professionals who are loyal to our community. Sure they care about their pensions and benefits ( as they should) but they also care about us. They have always gone above and beyond and that’s to be commended and cherished.

Same with nurses, doctors, teachers, restaurant workers, grocery store employees and those who deliver packages.

We are fortunate.

Yes, even in this horrible time of pandemic, we are fortunate.

13 April, 2020 2 2 Comments

Friendship in the Age of Zoom

April 13, 2020 By Jeff Perlman 2 Comments

Like many of you, we’ve been keeping in touch with family, friends and work colleagues via Zoom these days.

I’ve had three Zoom happy hours, a bunch of Zoom conference calls and I have a feeling we are just getting started.

Welcome to corona world.

But this isn’t a lament. There’s plenty to lament of course, starting with the death, sickness and economic carnage this damn virus has caused. This is flat awful and extremely scary.

But even in the darkest of times, there are some bright glimmers of the indefatigable human spirit.

For me, the amazing thing about Zoom is we are reminded that we need to see each other’s faces.

It’s not the same as being in the same room but it’s still good to see loved ones. And isn’t it interesting how “seeing” each other via Zoom or FaceTime just feels good. Better than a text or a regular phone call. It’s a reminder that we need to see each other. That’s a very good thing.

I have three standing Zoom calls a week and I look forward to each one.

My first is with colleagues at the office. It’s a brief call to update each other on what we’re doing and how we’re doing. We are trying to move forward with our work projects despite this “situation.”

The second call is a late night happy hour with my childhood buddies scattered across three time zones.

I’ve written before about now fortunate I am to still be in touch with guys I’ve known since I was a first grader. It’s truly amazing. Because these friendships are 50 years old and we still enjoy each other’s company.

We have a guy in Southern California, another in Milwaukee, one in New Jersey and this week a new addition from Arizona.

Hanging out with these guys has been a real morale boost during these scary times.

We talk current events, politics, books, movies, comedians and a whole lot of nonsense. It’s therapeutic. These faces are familiar to me, comforting too. I still see the young guys we once were and I marvel at the men they’ve become.

One of the guys and his wife had the virus and was able to give us a feel for what it’s like. While he recovered nicely, it was a battle. It was somehow comforting to hear about the experience from someone you know and trust.

I’m so glad he recovered. I realize all over again how much I treasure these friendships.

If you’ve been blessed with old friends, now is a good time to reach out to them. Now is a good time to tell them how important they are to you.

I also had a local “happy hour” with some Delray friends whom I also love and treasure.

It was fun to see into their homes and talk to their kids while having wine, sharing laughs and thinking about what’s next for our community.

What will Atlantic Avenue look like? Will rents adjust? Can they?

Which of our local businesses will make it through and which will sadly go away.

The faces on the other end of the line are my local heroes, the men and women who have done so much for this town. They haven’t always been appreciated by the cognoscenti but dear G-d I appreciate them. I love them too.

The onset of this crisis was like a game of musical chairs where all of a sudden the music stops, there’s a scramble to survive and life changes.

But unlike musical chairs, you can’t just switch the music back on. Wouldn’t it be nice if it were so simple?

But the world is not simple. The ground shifts underneath us, things change and things don’t get put back just so.

Driving Atlantic Avenue today reminds me of the 80s. It’s eerie.

Eventually this situation will lift. We will be able to buy a yogurt without a mask at our favorite ice cream shop on Linton.

But things won’t be the same. Families will lose loved ones in the most painful way imaginable.

Still, the crisis will end. Most of us will make it, but we will be altered by this experience.

I think we will treasure our friends and family more. Just seeing their faces will fill our hearts. Whether in person or on Zoom they will fill our hearts.

Seeing faces we love….never more important t than right about now.

Stay safe.

8 April, 2020 2 2 Comments

Finding Inspiration In Crisis

April 8, 2020 By Jeff Perlman 2 Comments

Jonas Salk

PBS has been running a great documentary called “The Polio Crusade.”

If you are looking for hope and inspiration in these dark days of Covid-19, I highly recommend you watch this remarkable program which is part of the American Experience series.

It traces the amazing story of Jonas Salk and his successful quest to develop a polio vaccine.

Salk was an interesting man.

Described as “super ambitious” by his fellow scientists, he was a man who thought big and who had great faith in his ideas.

Of course, like many of the great ones, he had his share of detractors one of whom described him as a garage chemist. But the critics did not dissuade Salk. He was determined to stamp out polio quickly and sure enough he did.

The coronavirus has some eerie parallels with the polio epidemic. Images of people in iron lungs is reminiscent of the images we are seeing of people on respirators and ventilators.

The fear we are experiencing is also reminiscent of the polio era.

Surveys at the time said Americans feared polio almost as much as they feared nuclear war.

They craved a vaccine and officials at the time were willing to take risks to conquer the disease. They were willing to have their children take a vaccine that nobody was sure would work. Well maybe nobody but Salk.

This was 1954, a different moment in American history, a time when people trusted their government and trusted science.

They were willing to try.

In 1955, when the results of the field trials were released the entire world waited with baited breath.

Factory whistles blew, children cheered and parents wept when it was learned that the Salk vaccine worked.

Twenty years of efforts. Twenty years of giving dimes to fund research paid off.

It’s an uplifting story.

Today, we need history to repeat itself.

And I’m confident that somewhere, a brilliant scientist or team of scientists, will come up with an effective cure and treatment for the scourge we are experiencing today.

More than 140 experimental drug treatments and vaccines for the coronavirus are in development worldwide, most in early stages, including 11 already in clinical trials. Counting drugs approved for other diseases, there are 250 clinical trials testing treatments for vaccines for the virus. Hundreds more are planned.

Until then, we wait. We pray. We hope and we support those on the front lines of the coronavirus.

While the coming weeks are predicted to be grim, watching the “Polio Crusade” gives one hope and faith in human ingenuity. There’s an answer out there and it will be found.

6 April, 2020 0 Comments

The New Abnormal

April 6, 2020 By Jeff Perlman Leave a Comment

Ahhh quarantine life.

When you can’t wait to take the garbage out because it’s your outing for the day.

I’m hoping that you are trying to be productive as you work from home or shelter in place.

I’m trying.

But yes it’s trying.

I miss life as we knew it.

I don’t like the new abnormal.

I do appreciate the need to do what we’re doing and I really love the texts, emails and phone calls from concerned friends and family. It’s been great to catch up.

But I miss my life. I know I’m not alone.

I have been working. But I miss my co-workers. I’ve been writing but I feel blocked. I’ve been exercising but I miss the gym.

I have been reading and can recommend some good books.

“Golden Gates” is an amazing book about the lack of attainable housing in America. Most of the book’s action is centered in California which is wrestling with a major homeless crisis. The book chronicles the rise of the YIMBY movement which stands for Yes in My Back Yard and how they battle NIMBYS (Not in My Back Yard) in a never ending series of clashes. It’s a great read.

I also started “Call Sign Chaos’ the autobiography of General Jim Mattis who served as Secretary of Defense. It’s an interesting treatise on leadership, the Marine Corps, foreign policy and national defense.

On TV, I can recommend “The Plot Against America” on HBO which is so well done and “Unorthodox” on Netflix.

If you love rock music, don’t miss Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band Live at Hyde Park. It’s a tour de force performance in front of a huge crowd. It will get you off your feet. And keep a close eye out for Delray’s Max Weinberg who gives an amazing performance on the drums. Max is the best.

Speaking of rock music, if

you love Bob Dylan—and I do—his new song “Murder Most Foul” is a can’t miss listen. It is 17 minutes long so prepare. But it will haunt you for days.

I know, I know, you don’t want to be haunted right about now.

I can’t blame you. But this is a good kind of haunting. Dylan is a gift. We can all use one right about now.

2 April, 2020 2 2 Comments

Life. Interrupted.

April 2, 2020 By Jeff Perlman 2 Comments

Signs of the times.

So much has changed.

In the blink of an eye.

That’s what’s so astonishing.

How everything about our existence can change in a matter of days.

Now intellectually we all know that. We all know that life can change in an instant.

But emotionally I’m not sure how many of us could have truly grasped how a virus could upend our lives—upend our entire world. Until now.

A month ago, corona was a beer and we didn’t really know terms like social distancing and Covid-19. We sure do now.

There is a twilight zone aspect to this pandemic.

I’m writing this sitting in my backyard on a beautiful night and it feels like I’m living in paradise.

But somewhere out there is this virus that can kill and it’s a sobering thought. There is a Russian Roulette aspect to this pandemic that makes it extra scary.

Some may have it and never know. Some will feel fine and crash. If they do, they will die alone.

I think of my older friends, my father and my friends parents and worry about their well-being.

But I also know that younger people are susceptible as well and that no one is truly safe.

I marvel at the bravery of our medical community, first responders and all those who work in essential jobs. They are at risk but they persist.

All around me are examples of quiet heroism.

People trying to support their favorite local businesses, CEOs and business owners trying to take care of their employees and teachers who are going above and beyond.

A friend of mine told me about what’s happening at Trinity Lutheran School up the street from where I live. Teachers giving up Spring Break so they can keep teaching the children that they are so devoted too.

It fills your heart.

Papas Tapas, one of my favorite restaurants, is feeding first responders and hospital workers at a time when their sales have to be hurting.

I see small business owners reaching out to the Small Business Administration for loans to keep their people employed.

In my dark moments, I feel like a prisoner unable to go anywhere or do anything. It’s no fun to see the stock market plummet and your life savings dwindle. It’s no fun to see business endeavors die and it’s frustrating because we can’t see the bottom yet and don’t really know when or how this will end.

But..in my more hopeful moments, I see all the good in the community and in the wider world. And I wonder, if perhaps, we will come out the other side of this better people.

We will ever take lunch with a friend for granted again?

We will ever decide to skip that party or that trip because we’re tired or there’s always next year?

I will be grateful when this ends. And I’m praying it is not as bad as the best case scenarios are predicting. But when it ends I’m hopeful that this experience leaves us appreciative of all things large and small.

The ability to see your friends.

The chance to have lunch with your dad.
The opportunity to go to a wedding or a birthday party or to visit your favorite watering hole.

We may be a long way from those days. I sure hope not. But it may be a ways off. But that day will come.

Until then, be careful, be safe and use this time to see what you can do to support the simple things we love about our community.

25 March, 2020 2 2 Comments

Home Work Is Challenging

March 25, 2020 By Jeff Perlman 2 Comments

It’s challenging to work at home.

I mean really challenging. Like mountain climbing challenging.

It’s been two days and I have to admit I’m already a little stir crazy.

I’m fairly sure you can relate. I’ve heard from a few of you over the past few days and you seem out of sorts. I get it.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my house. I love my wife. I love my two dogs and my two birds. But they are big distractions.

And I say that with affection and respect.

My dogs stare. Constantly. They seem confused by my presence. But that doesn’t stop them from staring.
All.
Day.
Long.

My birds are also thrown by my presence. Butters and Bailey, two adorable cockatiels want to be on my shoulder and take a keen interest in every piece of paper that I look at. Their goal: to shred it and make a nest. Every day they make a colossal mess.

Then there is my wife. I love seeing her throughout the day. I truly do.

She is lovely and it’s nice to have her in the room next door. But I have to say I’m compelled to see what she’s watching or doing. Call me curious. Or lonely. Or just smitten. Maybe it’s all of the above.

Anyway it’s not easy to work at home.

I also miss my work colleagues.

I miss the daily chit chat, the energy of the office and the daily discussion about what to do about lunch.

It’s the little things. But add them up and it’s meaningful.

I used to dream—check that—fantasize about an empty calendar. Now I have one.

Oh my book is full of scheduled calls but my appointment book where I actually leave the office to meet someone is empty for the first time since 1987 when I moved here from New York.

Now I kind of miss those 2-3 meeting days and the running around.

I miss lunch at J Alexander’s, I miss meeting my team at the bar at Madison’s and I really miss the office fridge stacked with Celsius. I ordered on Amazon and grabbed a four pack at Publix but I miss reaching in and grabbing my favorite flavor— Peach Mango— which in my superstitious mind meant I was going to have a good day.

It’s been a whole five days and it feels like a lifetime.

I’m sure you have your own small, silly rituals that you miss.

Life will get back to normal. I’m pretty sure. When? I wish I knew.

Oh how I wish I knew.