Amy Rees Anderson

the bridge builder

Do It For The Others Whose Feet May Someday Pass This Way

I’m sure I’ve shared this poem at some point before but it was on my mind today so I had to share it again. When I’ve had a long day and I’m tired and find myself still awake and still needing to write a daily blog and it’s already 3am in the morning and I

Assembling The Most Incredible Group Ever!

I have been working like crazy for several months to pull together the most incredible group of business of business leaders who are both wildly successful and genuinely humble, great people in order to form a National Advisory Board for the Woodbury School of Business at Utah Valley University, the largest University in the State

Be a Bridge Builder

The Bridge Builder   (by Will Allen Dromgoole) An old man, going a lone highway, Came at the evening cold and gray To a chasm vast and deep and wide Through which was flowing a swollen tide. The old man crossed in the twilight dim; The rapids held no fears for him. But he turned when



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