Dear Members and Constituents, ‘Twas the day before Christmas, and all was at rest not a creature was stirring, at least not near my desk the donuts are not at my office today and folks are enjoying a well earned holiday some sleeping, I venture, still snug in their beds while others have projects they’re doing instead and I in pajamas still crafting this missive some words just fit-in, while some are elusive no donuts today, so why write this letter? some extra shut-eye instead might be better I’ll tell you my logic, revealing my plot then make-up your mind if I’m crazy or not as I lay in bed awake before dawn considering sleep while my mind wandered on my thoughts soon did stumble on our donut club dear and spawned a new notion, so present, so clear that even though donuts, the glazed and the jelly are not being eaten or stored in our bellies the goodwill I share towards you can’t be denied it must be explicit, it can’t be implied so let me not stray for too long that you...
Donuts are part of the magic that makes life so sweet. I founded the Level 3 Friday Donut Club in 2004 and ran it until my departure in 2015. It had a three year run at Windstream and is now virtual, but at its peak, we had a rotation of 50+ folks who brought donuts every Friday. We had three simple rules: (1) five dozen (2) boutique shop donuts (3) by 8:00 am. This blog memorializes these e-mails to share my thoughts (and, once upon a time, announce the donut arrival). Have a happy Friday!