Or so it seemed back then. The grand adventure of youth.
I miss that sense of wonder that all the “firsts” brought me. The first speech I ever wrote for an official. The first real business story I ever published. My first corporate job. The first time I ever saved the day for a client.
The first home I bought by myself and my very own first car. My first husband… (evil grin). Yes, I remember those firsts well and the excitement I felt as I experienced them.
I hope young people today aren’t too jaded to feel that sense of adventure and that innocence about life.
Business travel in my mid-20s was one of the most interesting and exciting things I did. I taught a week-long course in Tulsa. I traveled to Kentucky for a meeting. And I was in Washington, D.C. at least monthly as I served on a task force for our Governor.
Yes, those were heady days for a young professional and I embraced them with enthusiasm, if not a little naivete.
I’ve blogged about meeting John LeCarre, unknowingly, back in those days, and I promised that I’d share another story about another encounter. Today’s that day.