From 2004 to 2006, I met with a local real estate agent for lunch each week. We agreed on Tuesdays after he completed Caravan. I owned a software company during that time. My time was very limited, but this was a special man and something told me I needed to do this. At first, he wanted to become a customer of my company, but in the course of becoming a client he also became a friend.
This Mission Grill
We’d meet in San Luis Obispo. A creek runs through the center of this California town fed by the melting snow off the Sierra Nevadas hundreds of miles east.