In 1991, I had the good fortune to appreciate the transformational impact of philanthropy. With a little hard work and a lot of luck, early in my career as a Financial Planner, I had achieved reasonable degree of success – that is, success as I defined it at that point in my life.
Then, at 31, it slowly dawned on me that I owed a huge debt of gratitude to those I had never known. I realized that if it were not for the wisdom, wealth and hard work of so many Canadians who came before me, that I, and millions of my fellow Canadians, would not be enjoying the quality of life that makes us the envy of so many around the world. That’s when I decided I needed to contribute in some way and make a difference.
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- Hope January 29, 2021“Nothing is more responsible for the good old days than a bad memory.”– Franklin P. Adams Is it possible to hold the view that the state of the world is perpetually getting worse but, in actual fact, things are really getting better? I would answer with a resounding “yes”! Echoing Professor Deidre McCloskey’s comment, “For reasons I have never ...
- Losing My Marbles? November 25, 2020“I suppose real old age begins when one looks backward rather than forward.”– May Sarton Last week I celebrated my 59th birthday. As I grow older, and after a number of decades on this planet, I experience daily reminders that I am now traveling down the other side of the mountain. (But hopefully not too quickly!) It was ...