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10.22 by Reid Wilson
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10.22
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10.22
10.22:
pieces
for
and
by
incredible
you
-
a
story
sharing
book
written
by
people
around
22
for
people
around
22.
Ten
of
the
most
interesting
young
people
I
have
ever
met
have
graciously
contributed
a
story
and
piece
from
their
life
to
this
book.
They
are
from
all
over.
They
have
travelled.
They
are
in
graduate
school.
They
work
hard.
They
are
entrepreneurs.
They
have
battled
cancer.
They
laugh,
play,
and
enjoy
life.
They
are
wonderful
people
looking
to
serve
and
inspire.
Have
a
blast
reading
this
book.
Feel
free
to
pass
it
on.
Feel
free
to
share.
As
you
read
10.22,
there
will
be
places
for
you
to
think
and
write
your
thoughts.
Look
for
the
notebook
sections.
The
writers
have
provided
an
engaging
question
for
you
to
answer.
Use
the
Mlow
arrows
to
take
notes.
Add
your
own
Mlows.
Doodle
-
there
are
no
rules.
Make
sure
to
reMlect,
integrate,
assimilate,
and
pass
your
thoughts.
The
more
we
can
share
advice
through
story
and
experience,
the
better
we
can
all
be
prepared
for
this
unpredictable,
always,
22
year
old
world.
Thank
you
for
taking
a
look
at
our
book.
You
will
likely
be
inspired
by
these
fabulous
authors
to
create
thoughts
of
your
own.
You
are
welcome
to
email
your
story,
experience,
and
advice
to
i2know.org.
Our
contact
information
is
in
the
back.
Enjoy
your
active
reading
and
we
are
excited
to
have
you
join
us.
my notebook pg. u
get your thoughts down
use the flow arrows, like this
here is an idea
which leads to this idea
this idea is related to the above
- us
so is this one
this idea too or two
here is a bit bigger idea
10.22
10.22
disposal,
I
decided
that
I
was
going
to
be
beer.
The
expansion
started
with
simply
trying
new
beers.
Then
more
new
beers.
I
started
to
get
the
taste
that
people
talk
about,
and
I
began
really
enjoying
beer.
I
started
to
get
to
know
what
types
I
liked
and
what
Mlavors
stood
out
to
me.
Finally,
with
my
biology
background
and
having
the
scientiMic
mind
that
I
do,
I
started
to
ask
myself,
How
does
the
beer
process
work?
The
question
led
to
brewery
tours
followed
by
my
own
research
of
how
to
scale
the
big
factory
process
down
to
something
I
could
do
at
home.
The
more
research
I
did,
the
more
I
wanted
to
know.
Now,
I
bottle
my
own
beers
in
my
little
apartment
and
even
have
some
hops
growing
on
the
balcony!
I
enjoy
the
process
of
making
the
beer
even
more
than
I
enjoy
drinking
it.
I
Mind
myself
spending
hours
just
looking
up
new
styles
to
try
or
some
weird
ingredient
to
use
in
my
next
batch.
I
recently
made
a
pumpkin
beer
where
I
used
over
4
pounds
of
actual
baked
pumpkin!
Tweaking
recipes
and
Miguring
out
what
ingredients
lend
different
tastes,
colors,
and
aromas
makes
me
feel
like
a
brewmaster
at
work.
Its
like
an
ongoing
science
experiment
where
I
am
both
the
professor
and
the
student.
This
expansion
process
has
even
spilled
over
into
other
parts
of
my
life.
I
have
traditionally
been
a
very
picky
eater,
but
lately
I
have
a
motto
that
I
will
try
everything
once
and
give
it
a
fair
shot
before
making
my
decision.
I
urge
anyone
out
there
to
try
a
similar
course
of
action.
Find
something
in
which
you
have
a
little
bit
of
interest,
but
5
10.22
that
is
completely
outside
of
your
box.
Do
some
research,
and
expand
your
knowledge
on
the
subject.
The
next
thing
you
know,
you
may
Mind
a
new
hobby
that
you
thoroughly
enjoy
and
that
you
never
saw
yourself
doing
in
the
Mirst
place.
-Curt, 25
my notebook pg. 13
- Curt
10.22
10.22
A
friend
recently
made
a
comment
that
has
stuck
with
me,
and
has
made
a
huge
impact
on
my
life.
He
said,
In
life,
if
you
are
not
standing
on
the
edge,
you
are
just
taking
up
space.
The
reason
it
made
such
a
difference
in
my
life
is
that
up
to
that
point,
I
was
playing
it
safe.
I
am
a
cautious
person,
and
living
life
on
the
so-called
edge
scares
me
to
death.
After
his
comment,
I
looked
over
the
edge,
became
terriMied
of
what
might
happen
if
I
jumped,
and
leaped
off
of
that
edge.
My
life
hasnt
been
the
same
since.
In
the
summer
of
2010,
I
had
that
opportunity
to
jump
off
the
edge.
I
got
the
opportunity
to
come
and
work
at
a
real
live
dude
ranch
called
Lost
Valley
Ranch
in
Sedaliam,
Colorado.
I
applied
to
the
ranch
thinking
it
would
be
great
to
work
on
the
maintenance
crew,
having
worked
construction
in
high
school,
it
just
made
sense.
My
world
got
rocked
when
they
let
me
know
that
I
would
be
working
as
a
wrangler
that
summer.
I
had
been
on
a
horse
twice
in
my
life.
Were
these
people
crazy?
I
was
the
furthest
thing
from
a
cowboy.
Also,
letting
me
take
people
riding
on
a
creature
of
which
I
was
terriMied
just
seemed
insane.
Needless
to
say,
I
took
my
leap
of
faith.
The
Mirst
month
was
absolutely
terrifying,
but
I
have
been
working
at
Lost
Valley
for
two
years
now.
Things
are
much
better
and
I
am
thrilled
to
tell
people
on
a
daily
basis
that
I
love
my
job.
I
would
have
never
known
I
could
experience
such
an
adventure
if
I
hadnt
decided
to
be
daring
enough
to
live
a
little
on
the
wild
side.
8
10.22
We
wake
up
every
morning
with
an
adventurous
invitation.
Many
let
the
invitation
pass
them
by.
We
are
invited
to
live
a
life
that
is
not
normal
and
mundane.
We
are
invited
to
a
life
that
is
full
of
imagination,
dreaming,
and
action.
An
invitation
that
pleads
for
you
to
not
let
your
childhood
dreams
die.
An
invitation
that
demands
you
live
on
the
edge.
So
the
question
at
hand
is:
what
are
you
going
to
do
with
the
invitation
you
have
been
given?
Are
you
going
to
continue
to
settle
with
life
just
being
normal?
Nobody
turns
down
an
invitation
to
go
see
the
President,
but
I
have
seen
plenty
of
people
turn
down
an
invitation
to
fully
live.
Maybe
its
time
to
start
letting
those
dreams
that
might
seem
crazy
resurface.
So,
get
out
your
rope
and
guns.
Anything
that
is
full
of
whimsy
and
action,
and
maybe
a
high-speed
car
chase
is
something
worth
pursuing
to
me.
-Schwab
(Jake),
23
my notebook pg. 2
-Schwab (Jake)
>
cancer
10.22
10.22
with
my
own
cancerHodgkins
Lymphoma.
Four-hundred
Mifty
miles
from
home,
I
quickly
realized
that
I
would
need
to
cherish
any
and
all
encouragement
and
love.
In
poured
the
cards,
owers,
teddy
bears,
presents,
and
calls
as
physical
signs
of
the
emotional
partnership
I
had
across
the
country.
A
new
honesty
developed
in
relationships
with
family
members
and
friends.
I
quickly
welcomed
the
strength
and
empathy
people
were
offering.
And
even
though
I
felt
as
if
I
was
Minally
understanding
how
to
accept
the
support
of
others,
I
discovered
a
new,
different,
beautiful
angle
of
support
when
I
reMlected
on
the
care
from
my
oncology
nurses.
Two
weeks
after
I
Minished
my
Minal
session
of
chemotherapy,
when
I
would
normally
be
returning
for
another
round
of
drugs,
I
found
myself
missing
them.
I
missed
the
nourishment
they
were
providing
my
soul.
The
smiles
they
brought
each
time
I
walked
through
the
door.
The
nurses
were
more
than
physical
care.
They
each
administered
a
special
soul
nurturing
of
which
I
am
still
realizing
the
depths
today.
They
made
me
feel
normal
in
the
midst
of
a
very
unusual
bi-weekly
routine
of
potent
chemotherapy
drugs.
Their
positive
attitudes
and
comforting
words
made
me
feel
like
cancer
was
simply
a
small
obstacle
to
surmount
rather
than
a
lifetime
diagnosis.
As
I
sorted
through
the
complicated
emotions
of
missing
my
nurses,
I
realized
they
had
been
contributing
not
only
to
my
health,
but
also
to
my
understanding
of
what
it
looks
like
to
accept
the
11
10.22
strength
of
others
in
my
life.
Because
of
these
very
important
ladies
I
grasp
the
tremendous
individual
growth
that
can
come
from
embedding
oneself
in
a
network
of
support.
For
me,
that
network
certainly
included
family,
but
in
the
immediate,
450
miles
from
home,
my
nurses
helped
me
realize
that
accepting
support
does
not
mean
you
are
weak.
Accepting
support
simply
means
you
are
smart
enough
to
realize
how
much
stronger
you
will
be
with
the
support
of
others.
Alone
one
individual
can
survive,
but
with
the
support
of
others
we
thrive.
-Lori,
25
12
my notebook pg. 3
- Lori
10.22
10.22
campus,
practice,
sit
through
a
lecture,
practice,
go
to
rehearsal,
practice,
move
some
gear,
practice,
perform
in
a
concert,
move
some
more
gear,
ride
the
bus
home
(study
scores
on
the
bus),
practice
at
home,
read
textbooks,
kiss
my
wife,
go
to
sleep...repeat.
I
had
allowed
my
supremely
passionate
pursuit
of
my
dream
career
become
the
entirety
of
who
I
was.
Everyone
tells
you
to
nd
your
passion
and
chase
it.
Everyone
tells
you
that
when
you
do
this,
everything
else
will
fall
into
place.
With
the
rst
part,
I
agree;
passion
is
important.
However,
the
idea
that
if
you
chase
something
with
every
Miber
of
your
being,
then
everything
else
will
fall
into
place
is
nave.
Always
remember
that
more
to
life
exists
than
that
thing
called
your
passion.
Whether
that
consists
of
your
career,
a
sport,
an
art
form,
or
anything
else,
I
guarantee
that
it
does
not
amount
to
100%
of
your
life.
I
made
a
change.
I
loved
my
life
and
my
wife
more
than
my
career.
I
loved
the
time
we
spent
together,
and
I
discovered
balance.
Working
hard,
Miring
on
all
cylinders,
and
pursuing
something
with
everything
you
have
can
be
fun
and
rewarding.
A
dangerous
line
exists,
however,
when
that
pursuit,
and
solely
that
pursuit,
denes
you.
Webb
Simpson
provides
a
great
example
of
someone
who
pursues
his
passion
and
maintains
balance.
Most
known
for
winning
the
2012
U.S.
Open,
Simpson
plays
golf
at
an
incredible
level.
Needless
to
say,
it
takes
dedication,
hard
work,
and
passion
to
get
to
14
10.22
this
elite
status.
Despite
this
competitive
Mield,
Simpson
is
able
to
maintain
balance.
This
quote
from
Simpson
sums
it
up
nicely:
You
know,
I
tend
to
want
to
give
it
all
I
have
when
I'm
at
the
golf
course,
and
then
when
I
leave
I
don't
want
to
think
about
golf
at
all.
And
I
just
remind
myself
almost
daily
that
golf's
just
my
job,
it's
not
who
I
am.
So
would
I
take
back
ve
years,
thousands
of
dollars
of
debt,
and
a
degree
and
a
quarter,
all
for
a
career
Im
no
longer
pursuing?
Not
in
a
million
years.
First
of
all,
it
was
an
absolute
blast.
But
mainly,
what
I
was
chasing
would
not
have
mattered.
I
needed
that
time
to
learn
an
important
lesson.
Pursue
your
dreams,
but
dont
let
that
pursuit
dene
your
existence.
-Shane,
24
15
my notebook pg. 4
- Shane
evitcepsrep ru oy egnahc...
10.22
solo en sevilla
Travel
alone.
Very
alone.
Perhaps
where
you
don't
speak
the
language,
or
at
least
not
Mluently.
Have
I
done
this?
Yes.
Was
it
a
lifelong
dream?
No.
Then
why,
why,
why?
My
junior
year,
I
went
to
Spain
to
study
abroad
for
Mive
months.
No,
this
was
not
party
abroad;
it
was
study
abroad.
Like
go
to
class
with
the
Spanish
students,
work
in
groups
of
only
Spanish
students
(who
speak
faster
than
any
New
Yorker
can
attempt),
live
with
Spanish
people,
and
hope
the
American
friends
you
just
met
take
a
class
with
you
so
youre
not
the
only
clueless
one.
So
study
I
did,
along
with
a
few
extracurriculars
that
we
can
Mile
under
Life
Experience.
Now,
the
beginning
of
this
journey
was
a
stunner
forlets
face
itanyone
who
has
ever
met
me,
as
I
traveled
alone
just
to
get
to
Spain.
No
one
from
my
college
was
on
the
trip
and
I
wasnt
even
sure
many
other
Americans
would
be
attending
the
university
I
had
chosen.
And
if
I
found
them,
would
I
be
able
to
force
them
to
be
my
friends?
(Kidding!
I
promise
I
made
friends!)
So,
all
this
from
a
girl
who
lives
by
her
16
10.22
planner,
writes
in
only
one
kind
of
pen,
and
adores
color
coordination,
was
quite
unexpected.
And
quite
a
test
of
courage.
One
week
near
the
end
of
my
Mive
months,
I
must
have
decided
that
my
courage
needed
a
Minal
exam
to
top
off
the
semester,
because
I
took
a
solo
trip
to
Sevilla,
Spain.
Wait,
that
super-Type-A
girl
is
going
on
a
trip
by
herself
in
a
foreign
country?
Has
she
lost
her
mind?!
As
it
turned
out,
no,
I
hadnt
lost
my
mind.
Well,
small
confession...
I
almost
did
when
I
forgot
to
print
my
boarding
passes
the
night
before
my
Mlight.
The
print
shop
down
the
street
was
still
closed
at
the
time
I
needed
to
leave
(the
relaxed
Spanish
lifestyle
strikes
again!),
so
I
had
to
wake
up
my
Spanish
roommate
to
use
her
printer.
Live
and
learn.
Anyway,
traveling
alone
may
have
helped
me
Mind
my
mind,
or
at
least
some
great
headspace.
The
room
I
had
to
think,
to
learn,
and
to
overcome
the
little
challenges
of
those
solo
travel
days
was
irreplaceable.
I
have
not
found
an
activity
since
that
has
presented
me
with
that
same
kind
of
space
for
both
thinking
and
feeling.
17
10.22
I
was
able
to
experience
the
top
attractions
on
my
list,
lingering
in
my
awe
at
la
Catedral
de
Santa
Mara
de
la
Sede
and
la
Plaza
de
Espaa.
I
could
weave
my
way
through
the
city,
using
my
map
and
Fodors
guidebook
to
maintain
some
sense
of
direction
(not
my
strong
suit).
Even
when
I
did
get
a
bit
lost,
the
only
person
counting
on
me
was
me,
so
I
could
take
the
scenic
route
and
spend
time
in
places
my
guidebook
didnt
mention.
And
if
I
was
really
lost,
I
had
to
be
the
one
to
ask
a
passerby
where
to
go.
Even
after
nearly
Mive
months,
my
Spanish
vocabulary
could
be
quite
elusive
if
I
was
even
a
tiny
bit
nervous
about
speaking.
But
there
was
only
me,
so
I
had
to
be
the
one
to
speak.
And
somehow,
maybe
because
it
was
just
me,
I
had
all
the
conMidence
in
the
world
for
those
two
days.
At
the
end
of
one
day
I
simply
sat
in
Parque
de
Mara
Luisa,
soaking
up
my
surroundings
watching
Frisbee
games,
listening
to
a
guitarist,
writing
some
tidbits
about
my
adventure
on
the
postcards
I
had
selected
with
friends
and
family
in
mind.
Letting
the
Spanish
language
swirl
around
me
made
it
easier
to
hear
the
English
inside
me.
I
was
lost
in
my
freedom
of
feeling
and
thought
while
being
found
in
the
very
same
place.
18
10.22
Now
Im
thinking,
when
is
my
next
solo
trip?
And
when
is
yours?
Clear
that
schedule,
book
those
tickets,
map
that
route,
and
get
ready
for
the
alone
time
of
your
life!
-Breanne,
22
19
my notebook pg. 5
- Breanne
solo en sevilla
10.22
happiness in haiti
Make
helping
people
a
signiMicant
part
of
your
life.
Try
to
learn
about
the
world
around
you.
Travel.
Keep
a
positive
attitude.
These
pieces
of
advice
sound
simple,
but
we
do
not
live
in
a
simple
world.
Here
is
how
I
can
share
these
pieces
in
my
life.
I
recently
graduated
from
law
school.
Law
school
breeds
competition.
Students
are
Miltered
out
during
the
Mirst
year.
Summer
jobs
are
determined
based
on
who
is
ranked
at
the
top
of
their
class.
Competition
fuels
ruthlessnessI
have
seen
1Ls
(Mirst
year
students)
hide
library
books
that
their
classmates
need
to
complete
assignments.
Upon
graduation,
only
the
best
and
the
brightest
obtain
the
highly
sought-after,
well-
compensated
large
law
Mirm
positions.
For
three
years
I
was
a
part
of
this
environment
where
everyone
was
constantly
Mighting
to
be
the
best.
But,
for
what
were
they
Mighting?
In
my
third
year
of
law
school,
I
joined
the
Human
Rights
Clinic.
I
had
always
been
interested
in
helping
people.
I
deemed
that
this
was
the
best
way
to
learn
about
the
law
and
to
Might
for
some
of
the
most
fundamental
human
needsthe
right
to
life,
health,
freedom
from
torture,
and
the
right
to
human
dignityrights
that
were
violated
by
deportations
to
Haiti.
20
10.22
Our
clinic
and
partner
organizations
were
trying
to
stop
deportations
to
Haiti
due
to
the
ongoing
conditions
on
the
ground
through
litigation
and
advocacy.
For
our
work,
we
traveled
to
Haiti
to
interview
people
and
document
the
state
of
the
country.
We
visited
tent
camps
where
we
were
told
that
there
were
babies
having
babiesyoung
girls
were
being
raped.
There
was
no
security
to
protect
them.
We
saw
people
on
deaths
doorsteplying
sick
in
tents
without
medical
care
or
medicine.
We
talked
to
deporteesindividuals
who
had
lived
with
their
families
in
the
United
States.
After
being
deported
to
Haiti,
they
were
now
living
in
tent
camps
or
on
the
streets.
We
talked
to
bureaucrats
who
discussed
the
situation
academically
and
philosophically,
but
had
no
solution
to
ameliorate
the
devastation
and
human
suffering.
I
realized
that
for
what
most
people
had
been
Mighting
in
law
school
and
in
life
money,
the
corner
ofMice,
an
expensive
carseemed
silly
after
meeting
people
in
Haiti.
Money
and
luxurious
possessions
are
not
bad;
however,
you
should
never
settle
for
meaningless
satisfaction.
The
people
I
met
in
Haiti
had
nothing,
but
were
some
of
the
kindest,
happiest
people
I
have
ever
encountered.
They
were
generous,
despite
the
death,
maltreatment,
and
torture.
They
lived
one
day
at
a
time,
trying
to
help
each
other
when
they
could
and
enjoying
the
tiniest
measure
of
happiness
that
came
their
way.
We
bought
a
child
some
21
10.22
fruit
in
the
marketplace
and
he
smiled
like
we
had
given
him
a
million
dollars.
I
attempted
to
speak
Creole
to
two
Haitian
women
and
they
grinned
and
patiently
spoke
with
me.
We
took
pictures
of
children
in
the
tent
camps
and
then
showed
them
and
they
shrieked
in
amazement.
Even
if
we
cannot
stop
all
deportations
to
Haiti,
we
can
tell
stories
of
the
voiceless
to
campaign
for
immigration
and
human
rights
law
reform.
So
to
sum
up,
here
are
some
quick,
memorable
statements
that
have
impact
on
me.
Make
your
life
worth
something.
Take
the
opportunity
to
make
society
better.
Use
your
skills
and
education
to
help
someoneas
many
someones
as
possible.
Go
somewhere
that
you
have
never
considered
going.
Talk
to
people
therethey
will
always
teach
you
something
invaluable.
Life
is
not
measured
by
possessions
or
titlesthe
only
thing
that
will
be
remembered
is
how
we
spent
our
days
and
how
we
responded
when
life
brought
hardship.
Then,
open
your
mind
to
whats
in
front
of
you.
Step
out
of
your
comfort
zone.
Volunteer.
Speak
out
for
what
you
believe
in.
Dont
be
a
cynictheyre
a
dime
a
dozen
and
contribute
little
besides
negative
energy.
Be
an
innovatornot
only
in
inventing
new
gadgets
but
also
in
improving
failing
systems
and
governments
and
Mighting
for
the
underdog.
Dont
be
afraid
to
be
controversialthe
most
controversial
and
detested
Migures
in
history
are
the
ones
that
really
broke
down
barriers
and
made
societal
advancements.
And,
please,
please
dont
hide
law
books.
-Drew,
25
22
my notebook pg. 6
- Drew
happiness in haiti
10.22
speed play
Sweat
bigger,
not
smaller.
You
will
be
surprised
by
what
matters.
For
many
years
of
my
life,
I
used
to
sweat
the
small
stuff.
Even
things
that
were
silly,
like
what
clothes
to
wear,
or
what
party
to
get
invited
to,
or
the
part
in
the
school
play.
Hey,
I
am
a
good
Cinderella.
These
issues
seemed
largely
important
and
signiMicant
at
the
time.
I
would
get
myself
seriously
worked
up.
Although
my
mom
used
to
tell
me
not
to
worry
(and
I
even
read
those
dont
sweat
the
small
stuff
books),
her
words
never
helped
to
ease
the
situation.
Over
the
years,
Ive
learned
to
become
more
patient,
Mlexible,
and
conMident,
while
gaining
a
greater
understanding
of
myself
and
a
stronger
perspective
of
the
world.
At
some
point,
we
can
all
relate
with
a
small
case
of
sweating
the
small
stuff
or
StSS,
as
serious
medical
folks
know
the
illness.
I
wish
that
I
had
known
to
ask
myself
the
fundamental
question,
Will
this
matter
Mive
years
from
now?
This
simple
question
is
something
small
that
helps
me
now,
even
with
situations
at
work
and
with
friends,
to
regain
perspective
and
conMidence.
Ive
23
10.22
heard
that
conMidence
is
the
voice
in
your
head
that
tells
you
that
you
belong.
Remember
this
as
you
explore
new
paths
through
your
journey.
My
StSS
case
began
with
a
desire
to
Minish
high
school
all
too
soon.
At
the
age
of
17,
I
skipped
my
senior
year
of
high
school
in
order
to
begin
college
a
full
year
ahead
of
schedule.
For
some
reason,
I
thought
the
answer
to
my
problems
would
be
to
just
keep
escaping
situations
in
which
I
felt
uncomfortable.
To
this
day,
I
still
believe
that
early
college
was
one
of
the
best
decisions
of
my
life
(there
are
also
others
that
rank
highly
on
that
list,
such
as
study
abroad!).
But
dont
run,
like
I
did,
from
anything.
Meet
challenges
head
on,
again
asking
yourself
the
fundamental
question,
Will
this
matter
Mive
years
from
now?
Heck,
try
Mive
days
from
now
or
if
you
are
bold,
Mive
minutes.
After
I
graduated
from
college,
I
was
pushed
by
a
desire
for
change,
leading
me
to
pursue
challenges
that
enhanced
my
journey
toward
becoming
a
well-rounded
individual.
Through
the
Financial
Leadership
Development
Program
at
Lockheed-
Martin,
I
capitalized
on
the
opportunity
to
move
once
each
year
for
the
Mirst
three
years
following
college,
experiencing
different
job
roles,
meeting
new
people,
and
exploring
new
places.
I
have
been
a
Minancial
analyst,
a
contracts
administrator,
and
will
soon
support
corporate
engineering
and
technology.
I
have
already
lived
in
New
York,
Florida,
and
Washington
D.C.
I
took
this
experience
as
a
chance
to
explore
the
world
at
a
young
age,
and
push
myself
to
step
out
of
my
comfort
zone
by
learning
and
growing
in
a
24
10.22
new
environment
each
year.
From
these
experiences,
I
learned
a
lot
not
only
about
myself,
but
also
about
others.
I
learned
to
value
those
important
in
my
life,
and
remain
Mlexible
when
times
get
tough.
For
me,
it
was
time
to
take
a
leap
of
faith;
I
was
no
longer
in
a
hurry
to
grow
up,
and
was
Minally
satisMied
with
where
I
was
going.
I
had
done
something
that
scared
me.
You
should
try
some
things
that
scare
you
too.
In
keeping
with
my
scare
theme,
I
pushed
myself
to
study
abroad
while
in
college
(I
was
only
19!),
and
thought
that
I
knew
a
lot
about
the
world.
I
knew
nothing!
Exploring
and
touring
many
countries
in
Europe
was
an
awesome
and
humbling
experience.
Not
only
did
I
learn
about
many
cultures
and
see
many
amazing
sights,
but
I
learned
about
myself
and
developed
a
sense
of
independence
I
never
thought
possiblethe
best
way
to
learn.
So
take
risks
and
take
advantage
to
do
as
much
as
you
can!
These
experiences
combine
to
help
form
the
person
you
become
along
the
journey.
-Nicole,
23
25
my notebook pg. 7
- Nicole
speed play
?
=
10.22
g one
fishing
Aquariums
are
a
common
and
intriguing
restaurant
Mixture.
Im
not
exactly
sure
what
having
a
Mish
as
decoration
communicates.
Maybe
its
the
mesmerizing
way
a
Mish
swims,
or
that
sense
of
peace
that
washes
up
with
the
bubbles
that
draws
so
many
restaurant
owners
to
install
one.
Or
perhaps
its
merely
a
sense
that
if
this
restaurant
can
keep
this
Mish
alive,
then
their
food
must
not
be
all
that
bad.
A
Thai
restaurant
I
frequent
features
a
large
gray
koi
Mish.
I
used
to
tap
the
glass
and
the
Mish
would
follow
my
Minger
(until
the
restaurant
posted
a
sign
asking
people
not
to
do
that).
The
koi
would
aggressively
bite
at
me
as
if
I
was
some
form
of
food
or
the
key
to
his
freedom
from
his
aquatic
cage.
When
I
go
to
the
restaurant,
I
like
to
pretend
that
were
old
buddies,
and
that
the
koi
is
merely
greeting
me.
I
often
wonder
if
what
people
say
about
Mish
is
trueThat
their
memories
are
so
poor
that
they
dont
glimpse
the
tangible
size
of
their
holding
cell.
They
only
remember
that
small
glimpse
of
existence
that
tells
them
who
they
are
and
what
theyre
doing
at
that
moment.
I
am
reminded
of
the
many
Mish
throughout
my
childhood.
I
remember
goldMish.
I
remember
Michael
Jordan,
my
Siamese
Fighting
Fish
that
decided
to
commit
seppuku
26
10.22
by
launching
himself
out
of
his
bowl
and
into
the
nearby
sink.
Most
of
all,
I
remember
owning
guppies
that
were
given
to
us
as
a
school
project
in
fourth
grade.
For
those
unfamiliar
with
guppies,
theyre
a
very
tiny
Mish,
no
larger
than
a
Mingernail.
The
male
Mish
are
often
multicolored
whereas
the
females
are
somewhat
larger.
(Fun
fact:
Guppies
also
possess
23
chromosomes,
the
same
as
human
beings.)
The
goal
of
the
project
was
essentially
to
keep
your
guppies
alive
for
as
long
as
you
could.
The
project
was
supposed
to
teach
us
a
sense
of
responsibility
for
a
living
thing.
The
Mirst
few
weeks
with
the
Mish
were
magical.
I
remember
my
excitement
at
taking
my
guppies
home,
crumpling
up
the
orange
and
red
Mish
food
bites
in
my
Mingers
and
watching
my
Mish
attack
me
(not
to
mention
their
overpowering
smell).
After
some
long-term
care,
the
guppies
died,
and
I
quietly
let
the
Minal
generation
fade
into
memory.
My
lesson
had
been
learnt.
When
I
was
young,
that
lesson
was
one
of
responsibility
and
respect
for
life,
but
now
that
lesson
has
expanded
into
a
vision
of
time
and
the
universe.
It
is
a
vision
that
acknowledges
the
ways
in
which
we
view
passing
time.
When
I
Mirst
got
my
Mish,
a
day
seemed
like
an
eternity
watching
them
swim,
but
as
generations
passed
and
my
interest
waned,
time
seemed
to
leap
forward.
This
is
often
the
case
with
what
inspires
us.
Those
moments
of
inspiration
are
so
vivid,
whereas
those
moments
of
nothingness
seem
like
a
void
in
memory.
27
10.22
When
I
am
an
old
man,
I
wont
remember
the
guppies
or
some
of
the
moments
that
built
me.
I
wont
remember
the
generations
that
have
grown
up
after
me.
Itll
just
be
those
crumbles.
Those
bits
and
pieces
of
life
that
stuck
out
the
most.
Its
those
bits,
those
small
glimpses,
that
seem
to
stick
and
deMine
our
existence.
The
glimpses
that
inform
us
of
who
we
are
and
about
who
we
really
care
about.
And
though
our
vision
may
seem
so
much
broader,
perhaps
we
are
not
all
that
different
from
the
koi.
-Elliot,
26
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10.22
10.22
Mom
I
paused.
I
just
got
Mired.
I
winced.
Saying
it
out
loud
hurt.
For
the
past
few
months,
I
had
been
working
for
a
company
doing
some
marketing
and
online
editing
work
for
their
website.
I
had
landed
the
gig
at
the
beginning
of
the
summer,
and
had
learned
a
ton
about
online
businesses
during
my
time
with
them.
I
had
learned
so
much,
in
fact,
that
I
had
been
toying
around
with
opening
a
business
of
my
own.
At
the
time,
however,
pursuing
my
own
business
venture
was
just
an
ideaa
small
wisp
of
a
daydream
that
lingered
in
the
gray
area
between
my
subconscious
and
my
constant
train
of
thoughts.
It
would
only
really
show
itself
every
once
in
a
while,
and
even
then
it
would
only
stay
for
a
few
minutes
at
the
most,
always
pushed
back
into
my
mental
Miling
cabinet
labeled
Things
I
Would
Really
Like
To
Do
That
Will
Probably
Remain
Undone.
I
kicked
a
pebble
and
watched
it
skip
down
my
driveway.
Kelly,
I
scolded
myself.
What
were
you
thinking?!
What
had
prompted
me
to
excitedly
share
my
strand
of
a
vision
with
my
boss
the
week
before?
I
searched
my
brain
for
an
answer.
All
I
could
Mind
was
the
resounding
feeling
that
I
had
done
something
stupid.
Now,
I
was
without
a
job
and
what
did
I
have
to
show
for
it?
A
tuft
of
an
unrealistic
dream?
I
was
18
years
old
and
about
to
go
to
college.
I
couldnt
start
my
own
businessCould
I?
30
10.22
31
10.22
I
decided
to
start
by
making
a
list
of
small
goals
that
I
knew
I
could
accomplish-
each
within
perhaps
a
few
days.
Find
an
available
domain
name.
Check.
Solidify
basic
website
design.
Check.
Find
afMiliate
network
to
join.
Check.
A
few
months
later,
I
felt
like
I
was
actually
going
somewhere.
Instead
of
focusing
on
my
big
end
goal,
I
turned
my
attention
to
completing
smaller
tasks
that
built
on
each
other.
Just
like
any
big
goal
(graduating
with
honors
from
college,
for
example)
can
at
Mirst
seem
overwhelming,
Ive
learned
it
never
seems
as
bad
if
you
take
everything
one
step
at
a
time.
Slowly,
I
began
making
progress
on
my
list.
I
had
absolutely
no
programming
background,
so
I
bought
a
book
on
basic
HTML
and
CSS.
Before
long,
I
was
deciphering
source
codes
on
every
website
I
visited.
My
research
informed
me
that
I
would
need
to
hire
a
programmer
to
design
the
extensive
database
that
my
idea
would
need.
I
dove
into
the
project
and
made
the
decision
to
invest
the
money
I
had
received
for
my
high
school
graduation
into
my
business
plan.
By
the
fall
of
my
sophomore
year
of
college,
I
had
a
legitimate
business
up
and
running.
I
will
never
forget
the
feeling
of
logging
into
my
bank
account
and
seeing
the
Mirst
payment
from
a
sale
that
had
been
deposited
into
my
account.
Of
course,
monetary
rewards
were
only
half
of
it.
More
important
to
me
was
realizing
that
I
could,
and
did,
32
10.22
accomplish
something
that
seemed
virtually
undoable
a
year
before.
It
has
been
three
years
since
I
Mirst
voiced
my
aspiration
to
start
a
business
of
my
own.
Between
then
and
now,
Ive
graduated
from
college,
started
another
business,
won
entrepreneurial
scholarships
and
awards,
received
a
call
from
the
producers
of
Shark
Tank,
and
have
spoken
at
business
conferences.
Losing
my
Mirst
solid
part
time
job
as
a
result
of
my
entrepreneurial
goals
at
the
time
seemed
like
the
end
of
the
world.
Looking
back,
however,
I
know
that
it
was
that
Mirst
failure
that
ultimately
served
as
the
foundation
for
my
subsequent
entrepreneurial
successes.
Had
I
known
that
I
would
eventually
accomplish
what
had
started
in
my
head
as
a
far-fetched
ambition,
I
might
have
actually
smiled
when
the
company
let
me
go.
What
at
Mirst
seemed
like
a
curse
turned
out
to
truly
be
a
blessingI
was
thrown,
or
maybe
I
threw
myselfbut
in
any
case,
I
was
suddenly
gasping
for
air
that
I
didnt
know
how
to
make
show
up.
Ive
screwed
up
a
lot.
I
spent
three
months
developing
something
that
I
later
trashed.
I
made
a
stupid
investment
that
ended
up
costing
me
$1,600.
Mistake
after
mistake,
Ive
Mloundered
around
in
deep
water
without
a
life
jacket
more
times
than
I
can
count.
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10.22
But
Ive
learned
that
hard
work
always
pays
off,
even
if
it
takes
a
little
sorting
through
the
marbles
to
realize
it.
If
I
could
talk
to
my
eighteen
year
old
self,
sitting
overwhelmed
with
my
head
in
my
hands
in
the
library,
I
would
shake
my
shoulders
and
tell
myself
that
its
often
the
times
when
everything
seems
the
hardest
that
youll
reap
the
most
out
of
in
the
long
run.
I
would
tell
myself
to
take
even
more
chances,
and
to
dream
up
more
seemingly
foolish
ambitions.
Every
success
story
once
started
as
a
silly
dream.
At
an
entrepreneurial
conference
I
spoke
at
during
my
junior
year
of
undergrad,
I
shared
what
I
had,
so
far,
found
to
be
one
of
the
most
applicable
quotes
to
lifein
the
wise
words
of
Dale
Carnegie,
discouragement
and
failure
are
two
of
the
surest
stepping
stones
to
success.
Success,
however
you
deMine
it,
is
only
something
good
because
you
can
contrast
it
with
the
times
when
you
think
the
world
is
caving
in.
It
never
isremember
the
shadows
are
only
there
because
behind
the
clouds
shines
the
sun.
-Kelly,
22
34
my notebook pg. 9
10.22
10.22
time
travel.
If
itll
be
easy
next
year,
it
can
be
easy
now.
Ill
essentially
be
the
same
person
then
as
I
am
now,
just
with
a
different
perspective.
I
could
make
hindsight
into
foresight
by
simply
changing
the
way
I
think
about
it.
I
got
an
A
in
econometrics.
It
was
about
senior
year
when
the
next,
and
probably
most
important,
epitome
changed
my
outlook.
I
traveled
through
time
to
try
to
envision
an
end
goal
that
felt
happy.
A
professor
at
Stanford
University,
respected,
and
looked
up
to.
My
ofPice
hours
have
lines
of
students
waiting
in
the
hall.
They
come
to
talk
about
the
content
of
my
class,
but
stay
to
understand
how
the
content
and
my
inPluence
can
impact
them.
I
am
the
kind
of
professor
who
evokes
goose
bumps
in
lecture
and
inPluences
underclassmen
to
change
their
majors
and
focus.
The
story
is
just
a
fairy
tale
I
made
up
at
age
20.
But
now
that
I
know
this
(made
up)
future,
I
can
play
a
little
scenario
in
my
brain
that
guides
real
world
decisions
every
day:
When
Im
sitting
across
a
desk
from
a
future
Stanford
student
who
asks
Professor
Skievaski,
how
did
you
get
to
where
you
are?
How
will
I
respond?
Could
I
say,
When
I
was
25,
I
started
my
own
consulting
company?
Or
maybe,
When
I
was
25,
I
went
back
to
graduate
school
for
an
MBA?
Which
scenario
would
my
future
self
most
likely
tell
the
student?
Which
scenario
would
put
me
in
that
seat
across
that
desk?
Both
are
Mine,
but
I
have
to
choose
the
one
today
that
I
think
will
put
me
there
in
30
years.
36
10.22
Now
I
know
the
future.
I
travel
there
every
day
when
I
choose
how
to
live
and
which
direction
to
move.
And
if
this
future
doesnt
happen,
its
simply
because
I
consciously
made
the
choice
for
something
elsesomething
better.
The
fairy
tale
becomes
the
fall
back
plan
because
diverting
from
the
path
means
and
requires
something
better
to
come.
If
you
have
questions,
you
can
email
me
at
nskievaski@stanford.edu
in
about
30
years.
-Niko,
25
37
my notebook pg. 10
- Niko
10.22
38
10.22
The
week
went
quickly
and
the
last
day
in
Mexico
arrived.
That
morning,
I
put
on
the
pair
of
jeans
that
happened
to
have
the
twist-tie
in
the
pocket.
I
was
surprised
something
so
small
had
survived
the
manual
labor
of
the
week
without
getting
lost.
I
twisted
it
around,
shaped
it,
and
made
it
into
a
little
heart
on
one
end.
I
thought,
Mandy,
why
did
you
keep
this?
You
should
throw
it
away,
you
dont
need
it.
And
I
almost
did,
but
then
for
some
reason
unknown
to
me,
I
put
it
back
in
my
pocket.
We
went
to
the
Minal
Miesta
of
our
Mexico
experience,
and
there
was
this
little
girl
at
the
Miesta
I
knew.
She
carried
a
small
purse
and
wanted
to
show
me
something
inside,
When
she
tried
to
open
it,
there
was
no
zipper
pull
and
she
couldnt
get
it
open.
All
of
a
sudden,
I
realized
why
I
kept
that
twist-tie.
I
reached
into
my
pocket,
pulled
it
out,
and
twisted
it
around
the
zipper,
shaped
it,
and
made
it
into
a
little
heart
on
one
end.
My
little
friend
looked
up
at
me
with
a
smile
that
bridged
any
language
barriers,
and
said,
Gracias!.
The
twist-ties
that
you
have
in
your
pockets
are
your
stories,
advice,
and
wisdom.
Sure,
they
may
be
small
and
seemingly
insigniMicant,
but
they
are
incredibly
versatile
little
tools
hidden
in
your
pockets
that
you
can
share
to
help
shape
another
persons
experience.
Dont
throw
them
away
or
keep
them
hidden.
Share
these
stories
with
39
10.22
anyone
that
will
listen;
and
in
doing
so,
you
may
not
only
transform
them,
but
also
yourself.
This
book
is
a
collection
of
many
twist-tie
gifts
being
given
to
you.
Im
honored
to
have
a
part
in
it,
but
you,
too,
have
incredible
wisdom
to
share.
40
- Mandy
my notebook pg. 11
How have stories shaped or influenced your life and
relationships? In what ways might you start to think
about, listen, collect, and tell stories to assist you in
achieving your goals? What story is your life
currently telling? What kind of story do you want
your life to tell? How can stories help make the
answers to the last two questions identical?
10.22
notebook nightmare
Rolling
over
with
a
start
two
nights
ago,
I
awoke.
I
had
an
idea,
a
good
idea.
I
should
write
the
idea
down,
but
where
was
my
notebook?
I
need
to
wear
my
notebook.
Off
went
the
covers
and
my
feet
scampered
down
the
stairs.
Luckily,
the
thought
did
not
escape
me.
I
captured
the
idea
with
my
pen
and
notebook.
Close
miss
there,
I
thought,
I
almost
missed
the
chance
to
share
my
idea.
Shame
on
me.
Fortunately,
I
am
now
able
to
share
my
idea
with
you.
The
idea
is:
always,
always
carry
pen
and
paper.
You
will
get
your
ideas
at
the
oddest
times.
In
the
shower,
at
practice,
in
a
meeting,
or
right
before
bed
are
breeding
grounds
for
thought.
So,
Mind
yourself
a
notebook,
an
index
card,
or
scrap
paper.
Then,
destroy
the
medium.
Scribble
on
it,
convey
your
ideas
on
it,
draw
yourself
pictures,
and
write
notes
to
yourself
(people
think,
Reid
is
nuts,
when
he
does
this).
Example:
Dear
Reid,
Pick
up
pizza.
From,
Hungry
Reid.
Why
now?
you
ask,
Why
do
I
need
a
notebook?
Answer
now
you
get.
If
I
Knew
Now
needs
your
ideas
on
paper.
We
need
you
to
share
your
ideas
with
us.
Who
is
us?
We,
the
readers
of
your
wisdom.
Your
neighbors
and
friends
are
part
of
us.
Get
going
41
10.22
and
pass
your
ideas.
The
best
part
about
carrying
a
notebook
at
all
times
is
that
you
can
write
down
so
many
ideas
for
later.
You
can
write
down
ideas
for
later
in
the
day,
later
in
the
week,
later
in
the
month,
later
in
the
year,
and
way
later
in
life.
You
never
know
when
you
may
need
a
random
idea
to
start
a
project
or
an
assignment,
a
business,
or
a
book.
It
is
so
hard
to
just
sit
around
and
conjure
up
ideas.
Ask
artists
or
writers
what
their
processes
are
for
creating
art.
They
will
probably
answer,
First
I
get
inspired,
then
I
go
create.
The
process
does
not
happen
the
other
way
around.
You
do
not
just
create
then
get
inspired.
You
have
to
Mind
something
that
moves
you.
The
funny
things
about
the
somethings
that
move
you
is
that
you
cannot
plan
for
them.
They
just
pop
out
at
you
like
a
Jack-in-the-box,
with
an
incredibly
mean
Jack.
Unexpected,
and
sometimes
frightening,
ideas
will
thump
you
on
the
head.
Ouch,
you
say?
You
can
win
this
battle.
The
best
way
to
Might
the
somethings
is
to
have
your
pen
and
paper
ready
to
write
them
down.
This
is
the
only
method
to
capture
them
and
defeat
them.
Otherwise,
ideas
are
quick
little
buggers.
They
sneak
away
into
the
depths
of
your
memory,
never
to
be
seen
again.
And
then,
you
are
that
gomer
who
is
looking
sideways
saying,
Now
what
was
the
great
idea
I
had
Mive
years
ago?
or
Now
what
was
the
great
idea
I
had
Mive
minutes
ago?
Embarrassing
42
10.22
This
whole
book,
10.22,
started
in
a
notebook.
The
Mlow
arrows
started
in
a
notebook.
The
great
writer
list
started
in
a
notebook.
The
art
started
in
a
notebook.
Here
are
the
times
that
these
ideas
were
recorded.
In
logical
order,
of
course,
and
at
logical
times,
like
I
have
described
above,
the
notebook
was
scribbled
and
scratched.
June
7,
Chicago
rest
stop
5:30pm:
a
book
where
22
yr
olds
(approximately)
write
to
other
22
yr
olds
would
fun.
Of
course
other
people
can
read
it
too.
Call
Curt
with
hands
free
call
during
rest
of
drivesafe.
June
14,
backyard
mowing,
11:30am:
I
should
call
Kelly.
She
would
have
a
great
idea
about
how
to
do
this,
and
she
should
write.
Oh,
other
writers.
Shane,
Breanne,
already
called
Curt.
July
28,
apartment
staring
at
sunset,
8:30pm:
called
shane,
Lori
is
writing
too.
Nicole,
Drew,
Schwab,
Niko.
All
would
be
great.
Invite
them
now.
October
10,
running,
7:00am:
a
creators
bonus
section.
Elliot,
Mandy,
me
(unfortunately)
October
31,
sleeping
12:00am:
midnight
on
Halloween,
this
could
be
scary.
But,
I
need
to
draw
the
cowboy
comic.
So,
there
is
a
little
chunk
of
my
notebook.
You
can
see
that
the
times
are
all
over,
the
activities
I
am
doing
have
no
pattern,
and
I
just
scribble
words
down
on
paper.
You
should
feel
fortunate
I
typed
my
notebook.
The
original
version
is
basically
unreadable
43
10.22
except
to
me.
Of
course,
I
can
read
hieroglyphics;
so
deciphering
the
symbols
of
my
notebook
Egyptian
Pie
baby.
Did
you
reach
for
a
notebook
yet?
Have
you
been
taking
notes
in
your
10.22
notebook?
At
least,
though
dangerous,
mental
notes?
I
hope
so.
We
need
you
to
remember
the
next
great
business,
project,
music,
or
art
idea
that
pops
in
your
head.
Get
that
down
on
paper
now
and
in
the
future.
You
wont
regret
a
little
scribble
that
can
pay
dividends
in
the
future.
-Reid, 24
44
my notebook pg. 12
- Reid
notebook nightmare
What are three ideas you have had that you think
you can execute this year? Which random moments
conjure up your greatest thoughts? Exercise, staring
at the sun, drinking beer?
my notebook pg. 13
- Curt
my notebook pg. 14
-Schwab (Jake)
my notebook pg. 15
- Lori
my notebook pg. 16
- Shane
my notebook pg. 17
- Breanne
solo en sevilla
my notebook pg. 18
- Drew
happiness in haiti
my notebook pg. 19
- Nicole
speed play
my notebook pg. 20
gone fishing
- Elliot
my notebook pg. 21
my notebook pg. 22
- Niko
my notebook pg. 23
- Mandy
my notebook pg. 24
- Reid
notebook nightmare
What are three ideas you have had that you think
you can execute this year? Which random moments
conjure up your greatest thoughts? Exercise, staring
at the sun, drinking beer?
10.22
Breanne
-
You
smarty
pants
sister
you.
You
bring
down
the
house
with
your
creativity,
willingness
to
grow,
and
your
attention
to
detail.
Thanks
for
putting
up
with
me
as
your
brother.
That
qualiMies
you
to
be
angelic
somedaybut
only
someday.
45
10.22
Drew
-
Your
passion
walks
ten
feet
in
front
of
you.
I
am
thankful
to
have
met
you
when
I
moved
to
Michigan
six
years
ago.
I
am
thankful
that
I
could
call
you
up
and
you
were
down
to
write.
Thanks
for
pursuing
such
a
deep
meaning
in
life
and
calling
on
the
rest
of
us
to
join
you.
Nicole
-
Water
skiing
doubles,
triples,
and
quadruples
around
the
lake
at
night
cemented
a
lifelong
friendship.
Your
desire
to
achieve
your
goals
inspires
me
to
keep
my
goals
in
front
of
me
and
attack
them
with
Mire.
Thanks
for
being
smart.
Elliot
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have
supported
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I
Knew
Now
from
the
beginning.
Thanks
for
sponsoring
the
website
and
getting
me
started
on
an
entrepreneurial
path.
Your
dedication
to
your
craft
is
evident
and
persuades
me
to
show
up
to
my
path
everyday.
You
are
an
incredibly
deep
writer
and
thinker.
I
look
forward
to
life
as
friends.
Kelly
-
Are
you
human?
A
couple
start
up
businesses,
the
willingness
to
push
through
failure,
and
a
top
student
all
at
once.
You
push
me
to
maximize
my
day.
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for
becoming
my
friend,
believing
in
my
work,
and
believing
in
yourself
each
and
every
day.
Niko
-
You
kick
my
ass.
I
could
stop
there.
But,
I
wont.
We
met
on
the
Mirst
day
of
real
job
life.
I
am
so
thankful
to
have
met
an
incredible
man,
friend,
and
innovator.
Thanks
for
adopting
me
as
an
ofMice
mate,
encouraging
me
to
pursue
skill,
vision,
and
dreams,
and
always
willing
to
grab
some
coffee.
You
are
kick-ass.
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Mandy
-
You
will
say,
Stop-it!
(with
a
hand
Mlick)
when
I
say
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you
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as
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All
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You
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and
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I
am
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Our
Readers
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Name: Curt Greeley
School: Minnesota State University Mankato, Pacific University College of
Optometry
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