An Idea Before Its Time

An Idea Before Its Time

I’ve always been entrepreneurial, but my best idea was struck down before seeing the light of day. When perusing some obscure magazine in 1979, I read about mini-warehousing. A new craze had hit the coasts—warehousing for the apartment owner who had lots of stuff but...
An Impactful Date

An Impactful Date

You could say that I made an impression on my second date with Lynn Weinkauf. I can laugh about it now, almost fifty-three years later, but I didn’t laugh back then. Lynn was a speech therapist in the Janesville, Wisconsin, public school system; I was a school...
A Discombobulated “Pro”

A Discombobulated “Pro”

Two Latter-Day Saint missionaries brought the youth from their church to the miniature golf course and driving range, between Janesville and Beloit, which my partner, Cliff O’Beirne, and I had built and now operated. Male LDS missionaries, at the time, were called by...
A Phony Kind of Healing

A Phony Kind of Healing

Week after week, the Dodgeville Chronicle published testimonials proclaiming cures of every imaginable illness. Hemorrhoids shrunk miraculously. Scabies dried up. Arthritis was relieved. Gallstones disappeared. And a lady who’d been going downhill with cancer, after...