In writing these pages, which, for the want of a better name, I shall be fain to call the autobiography of so insignificant a person as myself, it will not be so much my intention to speak of the little details of my private life, as of what I, and perhaps others round me, have done in literature; of my failures and successes such as they have been, and their causes; and of the opening which a literary career offers to men and women for the earning of their bread. And yet the garrulity of old age, and the aptitude of a man鈥檚 mind to recur to the passages of his own life, will, I know, tempt me to say something of myself 鈥?nor, without doing so, should I know how to throw my matter into any recognised and intelligible form. That I, or any man, should tell everything of himself, I hold to be impossible. Who could endure to own the doing of a mean thing? Who is there that has done none? But this I protest:鈥?that nothing that I say shall be untrue. I will set down naught in malice; nor will I give to myself, or others, honour which I do not believe to have been fairly won. My boyhood was, I think, as unhappy as that of a young gentleman could well be, my misfortunes arising from a mixture of poverty and gentle standing on the part of my father, and from an utter want on my part of the juvenile manhood which enables some boys to hold up their heads even among the distresses which such a position is sure to produce. Ferold had been valuable in organizing the company as we began to roll out stores, but because of all thetechnology and sophisticated systems we were needing, I really felt at the time that Ron was absolutelyessential to the company's future. In addition to his ability, he had a lot of ambition. He made it pretty wellknown that his goal, which I respected, was to run a company, preferably Wal-Mart. He told me oneday that if he couldn't run our company, he wanted to get out and run another one. So I thought aboutthat for a few days, and I really worried that we were going to lose Ron. Then I said to myself, "Well, I'mgetting pretty old, and we could probably work together. I'll let him be chairman and CEO, and I'll justenjoy myself, step back a little, and, of course, continue to visit stores."So I became chairman of the Executive Committee. Ron became chairman and CEO of the company. For the next ten years, David ran five miles a day, every day. Once he realized he could runcomfortably in wrong-footed shoes, he started questioning why he needed running shoes in thefirst place. If he wasn鈥檛 using them the way they were designed, Dave reasoned, maybe that designwasn鈥檛 such a big deal after all. From then on, he only bought cheap dime-store sneaks. 2017一本道av高清a,97人人插人人摸人人日,,亚洲 美腿 欧美 偷拍,超碰caoporen97人人, The next morning, as promised, I got a message from Jenn: "Sam just kept pushing and pushing and pushing. Every week, every meeting, he'd talk about greeters.