I was reading Tom Guariello’s blog today and his post made me think about my grandfather. I debated whether to post on this or not, since my grandfather means too much to me that I must decide whether or not to write about him on the worldwide web. Anyway, back to Nanaji and Tom’s post on wisdom being handed down through the ages. Nanaji was my hero.
Often, in order to explain what someone means to you, it is easier to give a story as an example or an anecdote. I have two very distinct memories of what Nanaji means to me. And following Tom’s advice, I’m putting up podcast instead of writing the story.