In the summer between his Junior and Senior years of high school our youngest son kept talking about how excited he was to be captain of the school’s Ultimate Frisbee team in his Senior year. I finally said to him one day, “You know, you haven’t officially been named captain yet. What happens if you aren’t named captain?” Without any hesitation or concern he replied, “That’s ok. I can still be a leader.”
He said it knowing full well what that meant. Leadership is about passion, not position.
That next school year he was named co-captain along with two others and they were all great captains and great leaders on the team. It was awesome to see the team finish fifth in state that year. It was even more awesome to see everyone on the team grow and develop as players and as people.
Whenever young people step forward to make a difference in their world it is a beautiful thing. It’s reassuring and inspires hope. But to hear them referred to as “future leaders” or “leaders of tomorrow” causes me to bristle a bit. Yes, I expect they will be leaders in the future. But they are also leaders today, here and now. Whether or not they will be managers some day is irrelevant. To refer to them simply as future leaders discounts their present leadership. They may still have a lot to learn about leadership. Don’t we all? So instead of calling them future leaders, let’s just call them leaders.
Photo courtesy of my youngest son
at AESThetic Photography


One spring the mugo pine in front of our house became infested with worms that were eating the needles off the bush. I decided to take the manly approach to get rid of them – chemicals. Well, using a shotgun would have been manlier. But when you use firearms for insecticide it slows down the recovery time of the plant.







Did you set goals for 2012? If so, did you use the SMART criteria?
When our daughter was a wee tot we bought her a 4-wheel scooter for Christmas. It unfortunately came with those three dreaded words, “Some assembly required.” Giving it to her in the box and letting her put it together herself would have been an option. But I really didn’t want to have her using my tools at her young age, and run the risk of her showing me how they’re supposed to be used.
Too often a situation calls upon a person to lead, but they do nothing. They incorrectly assume that leadership is a position, a position they’re not in. So they wait, wondering why ‘someone’ doesn’t do something.
Uncle Harold was a Norwegian bachelor farmer from Central Minnesota, about 40 miles west of Lake Wobegon. He was a patient, gentle man, and it showed in his unique method of bringing the cows in from the pasture.