Absolute Citrin
by Richard Citrin

Last Friday, we attended a “porch concert” in our friend Pam’s neighborhood. The concerts began during the pandemic and were a collective effort of the community to provide music outside and safely. Thankfully, the concerts continue. Friday night was Beatles night, and the Nowhere Men did not disappoint. Upon entering the driveway, there was a donation box, and I dropped in $20, assuming it was to defer costs for the musicians. As the evening wound down, our host informed us...
Continue Reading >I’m working with more and more clients wanting to make or actually making a career change. Part of this rush to change is related to the Great Resignation (or perhaps Great Reshuffling.) The reasons are numerous. Some folks want a new challenge; others want to be on their own and out of a corporate setting. Still, others are thinking about finding something that fuels their passion. Everyone, it seems wants to find more meaning in their life and their work...
Continue Reading >I’ve been writing consistently for ten years and in my current iteration, Absolute Citrin, my Resilient Wednesdays and regular blog posts appear. I’m proud of my writing improvement over those years. After a few years of reading my blog, one colleague told me that she was so pleased that “I found my voice.”Recently I purchased the app “Grammarly” at the suggestion of a friend, and it has helped me clean up my writing. I obviously did not pay attention to...
Continue Reading >I discussed influence with a client last week, and we arrived at the power of stories. She told me she was not a great storyteller and never knew how to tie a story to her message. I told her she was wrong. I asked her to tell me about cars she’s owned in her life. She said that cars were not that important to her, but as she described each, her demeanor became more exciting. One by one, she went...
Continue Reading >Twenty-five years ago, on yesterday‘s summer solstice, our youngest son, Kenneth, died of AIDS at 31 years of age. After the celebrations of his life and the condolence visits ceased, the full impact of his loss began to hit us. No more dinners together or watching Broadway musicals were on our calendars. His funny stories about his work as a concierge, such as when he saved Gladys Knight from a costuming disaster, were recalled. Ken was just a phone call away...
Continue Reading >Remember that first trip you took to Disneyland as a kid? You couldn’t stop thinking about meeting Mickey and playing around with Goofy. You dreamed about getting soaked on Splash Mountain and could taste the hamburgers and hot dogs. You were excited the night before, and you couldn’t sleep! Down the hall, your parents were excited too, but their excitement was steeped in anxiety. What if the plane was delayed or canceled, and we missed the first days of our...
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