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When I was only ten, I learned how to type on a manual typewriter. A-S-D-F...J-K-L-;...since then, I’ve written over 2,000 blogs and enjoy sharing my words with others. 

As a writer, you see the world around you as a story waiting to be told. Every experience acts as an actor for this beautiful story we’re fortunate enough to call “life.” I hope you appreciate my writing as much as I’ve had, living the story. 

Even odds

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“Cor, my boy, if you feel scared to the point where your stomach is playing tricks on you, you’ve just began to even the odds.” On a day like today, I’m reminded of the above quote. It was spoken by my great-grandfather, to my grandfather. His father was a well-known.

13 February/Posted by aaronplaat

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Tools for the job

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Nearly twelve years ago, I was sitting in a stark, white room in Columbus, Ohio. Sitting across from me was my Dad. When I saw him, my mind could only look back to moments of joy, laughter, and loving moments shared between Father and son; being thrown high into the.

28 January/Posted by aaronplaat

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twenty-nineteen

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It’s 2019 and I find myself, once again, in New York City. It’s been ten years since I (briefly) lived here. The city has an essence that can’t be compared to any city in the world. Her skies reach high with concrete monuments, glistening in the winter air with their.

24 January/Posted by aaronplaat

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Sharks and termination

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During the war, Opa was stationed on an island near Papua New Guinea; Jefman Island. Used as an air base by the Royal Air Force (RAF), Opa was placed in charge of the island and journaled his experience in his book.  An avid swimmer, Opa would make a half-mile swim.

21 January/Posted by aaronplaat

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Linda’s holiday gift

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Early this morning, I walked through the rainy streets of downtown Portland. In the morning hours, the streets begin to come alive with the people who occupied them during the night. The early hours of Portland are some of its most beautiful; the daily hustle and bustle of side-walkers comes to.

18 December/Posted by aaronplaat

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Reflections

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I recently chatted with somebody about the decade-long journey I've had as an entrepreneur. The years have been rich with experiences and opportunities I find myself fortunate to have amassed. As an entrepreneur, you see the the world a little differently than those around you. Opportunities tend to present themselves.

4 December/Posted by aaronplaat

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The Brotherhood

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There's a saying in the scriptures about brothers; behold how good and how blessed it is for brothers to dwell together in unity. Brotherhood has been an important part of my life since I was a young boy - growing up with three brothers. They were my friends, enemies, allies,.

8 October/Posted by aaronplaat

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Thirty1

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In 2009, I stood in the middle of a cold cemetery in Lockbourne, OH. I was soon to leave for a new venture in New York City. I stopped by the cemetery to wish my Dad one last goodbye. Stooping down, I placed a one dollar coin on his marker. "I won't.

3 October/Posted by aaronplaat

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My first 5k

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Up until my late 20's, working out was an important part of my life. That changed pretty dramatically when I moved to San Francisco. The city knows how to throw a party. I exchanged dumbbells for beer bottles, protein powders for white powders, and started smoking. As a result, I all.

24 September/Posted by aaronplaat

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Matches and campfires

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One of my favorite stories is a short poem, called "The little match girl" by Hans Christian Anderson. The story follows a young girl who sells matches to provide money for her family. On a cold evening, she couldn't find any buyers for her matches; so, she stayed late in.

12 September/Posted by aaronplaat

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