The Death of Cool
By JOEL LANDSKROENER
From 1967-80, one NBA point guard exhibited the essence of cool in everything he did. Number Ten. For the New York Knicks. Walt “Clyde” Frasier! When I was a kid, there was one number my teammates clamored for when the basketball coach handed out uniforms—Number Ten! Not because it was a number expressing perfection as in a “Perfect Ten.” No, it was the number denoting “cool.”
Random Ruminations or The Journal of a Madman
By CARY STELMACHOWICZ
I want to thank my colleagues who contribute to the ALSS Journal. Your words and thoughts serve as inspiration to many as we struggle through our days and ways as leaders. Thank you for reminding me to never give up and to surround myself with Christ-centered people who live for others.
