I made a significant personal discovery one day in the coffee room – one that became a hallmark to me. We were simply
chatting, and Jim finished my sentence for me. And then he did it again. I kind of launched on him, and afterwards
wondered why I had over-reacted. I came to the conclusion that I was reacting as if my thoughts and feelings were
unimportant: like when I was a child. My startling ah-ha moment was that it wasn’t Jim Powers’ job to understand my
history: it is my job to try and make sure whatever I have been through doesn’t get in my way. To this day I strive to
follow that principle.
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