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Have you ever done something and then looked backwards and thought… what the what?  I never thought I would do something like that.  For the last 25 years I’ve made  a conscious effort to keep an open mind to all possibilities. That one effort has taken me to places I never could have dreamed of, meet extraordinary people, and has also put me in places I never wanted to be.  Yet there is grace and beauty in understanding the details of a situation that you think you understood from the outside. It’s that one effort that continually puts me on the road less traveled.

I hope that I am not crazy, but I have gone a sold the farm, changed my life completely and committed to doing to two things I never thought I’d ever do in my life.

1. Live in Utah. I could tell a long drawn out story about it, but I think the statement “Live in Utah” is sufficient.

2. Work for a real monster company again. Knowing my personality and my experience I really feel the best place for me to succeed is a company that is mid-major sized. Big enough to matter, small enough to make progress. After a couple of experiences with Monster enterprise level companies, I was sure that road wasn’t for me.  In a sincere effort to discover what I truly wanted I felt I really wanted to help people better their lives in real ways. So I’ve joined the technological effort to save lives by Joining GE Healthcare.

The Road Not Taken

Robert Frost (1874–1963).  Mountain Interval.  1920.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I–
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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