When Blake got to his office, he already had an email from Debbie with the names of the men and women in his father’s former group. Judging from their titles alone, it looked like an eclectic group—a CEO, a judge, the leader of a large nonprofit, a high school football coach, and a school superintendent.
Blake started making calls and scheduling meetings. He was delighted that everyone he called seemed genuinely interested in meeting with him.
His first meeting was in about a week.
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Monday morning at 7:00, Blake found himself standing on the curb in front of an old building in the heart of the city. He was not alone; a couple of dozen other people waited for the doors to open as well. As Blake looked at his watch, he ...