October 15, 2010
Congratulations Brad & Happy Holidays: 12/24/2008
Please join us in congratulating Brad Gingrich, the newest Partner at Crown. Brad and the entire Oracle Hyperion team have done a great job in embracing the Crown culture and business model and have created a truly outstanding regional performance management consulting practice. Brad’s determination, leadership and commitment to client service will continue to propel our Hyperion practice well into the future. Not bad for a self-described “old noseguard.”
As we take a break for holiday festivities with friends, family & loved ones, we would like to wish everyone the happiest of holidays. 2008 has been a year of great challenge & accomplishment, it reminds me of a passage from one of the few poem’s I actually like (or know, for that matter), Rudyard Kipling’s “If” poem,
“If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same.
Blah blah blah
Blah blah blah (My apologies for the poetic license, Mr. Kipling)
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it” (If you’re interested, the enter poem is below.)
We’ve had a bit of Triumph and a bit of Disaster this year at Crown, but we’ve hung together and the foundation of our firm is strong. Happy holidays everyone.
Mark & Richard
PS – Barry challenges anyone to beat his 984 point high score on iPod Cube Runner.
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
--Rudyard Kipling
As we take a break for holiday festivities with friends, family & loved ones, we would like to wish everyone the happiest of holidays. 2008 has been a year of great challenge & accomplishment, it reminds me of a passage from one of the few poem’s I actually like (or know, for that matter), Rudyard Kipling’s “If” poem,
“If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same.
Blah blah blah
Blah blah blah (My apologies for the poetic license, Mr. Kipling)
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it” (If you’re interested, the enter poem is below.)
We’ve had a bit of Triumph and a bit of Disaster this year at Crown, but we’ve hung together and the foundation of our firm is strong. Happy holidays everyone.
Mark & Richard
PS – Barry challenges anyone to beat his 984 point high score on iPod Cube Runner.
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
--Rudyard Kipling