Monday, August 11, 2014
The PA Reunion in IDAHO!
Monday, May 26, 2014
Hanging Out With The Richards' Clan
Friday, December 28, 2012
My Newest Best Friend
Our Own Little Christmas Miracle!
Friday, January 20, 2012
2011: Surviving Hard Times Plus Great Moments
2011 in review:
It was a hard year: full of fatigue, sickness, anxiety, and loss. It was a year of survival, waiting upon the Lord. Luckily, my capacity to survive was expanded, thanks to the Atonement of Jesus Christ.
(in no particular order)
Arizona trip in March with my family (spring training, golf, shopping)
Participating in the videoing of the Mormon Message, Our Hands His Hands, Our Hearts, His Heart.
Watching my freshmen graduate
Lots of service (mostly received)!
Opening day of baseball season
Golf league with The J-Crew
BS & BW's wedding in April
SJ & NJ's wedding in July
JBH & HN's wedding in July (yes, lots of weddings)
Gordo's wedding
Spending time with SEC, parents, and BW in Utah in July
Going to Israel, a once in a lifetime experience (and 11 days of physically feeling okay to make the trip)
Spending time with AR and MPR before they moved
Golfing at Deep Cliff (great day)
AC and NB's engagement surprise
Cook club
Spending time with the Carlstons
Yankees in the BAY
Thanksgiving with The Ellwangers
Hot tubbing (lots of hot tubbing)
My birthday!
Mama Berry coming in October to help me
General Conference
Parents and G-parents visiting in November
Purchasing my new bed!
FMC
Post-Thanksgiving dinner with the Jarvis family
Being with my little girls
Spending the month of December in Idaho
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
How To Make Your Weekend Last Through Wednesday
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Jess Berry Quote Of The Day!
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Hearting The Weekend
Friday, February 11, 2011
Guest Blogger: Insights From My Asian Bro
Agency and Opportunity
Three days out of the week last spring, I spent almost two hours on commuter trains travelling to and from an internship. Each trip brought me face to face with people that I had never met and would likely never see again. It was, however, the two or three faces that I saw on a daily basis that taught me two important lessons about agency and opportunity that I hope never to forget.
Nearly every walk that I made through my trip’s terminal train station took me past several people asking for spare change. Previously, when I had seen impoverished individuals up close, I felt like I was looking at them through a telescope; though they appeared physically near, I still perceived that a vast distance between our worlds remained. My personal circumstances last spring, however, changed my perspective.
Within just a few months, I would be graduating from law school. It would be the culminating academic achievement of a lifetime of dedicated study. And though I was proud of my pending accomplishment, it was to come without any employment opportunities. Seeing these panhandlers with that reality in mind helped me realize just how little separated me from a cardboard-softened concrete seat next to them. For the first time in my life, I started to understand what an ancient prophet meant when he asked his people: “For behold, are we not all beggars?” (The Book of Mormon, Mosiah 4:19). I hope to never forget what it felt like to look into the eyes of poverty and see not just the suffering of another but also a reflection of my own despair.
This, of course, is not to make the seriousness of their situation analogous to my own. My earning potential remains high, and thanks to the generous assistance of family and friends, I have not had to beg any strangers for help. Nevertheless, I do believe the proximity that I felt to those individuals taught me an important lesson. Agency (or the power to choose) is an eternal principle, and we construct much of our circumstance one choice at a time. But just as material science limits the design options of an architect, opportunity constricts the exercise of agency. Within a man’s heart and mind may be the blueprint of a mansion, but without the right tools and materials, he may struggle to even construct a shack.
Malcom Gladwell recognized this in his book Outliers. In attempting to unravel the stories behind abnormally successful people (i.e., outliers), Gladwell observed that “[t]heir success is . . . grounded in a web of advantages and inheritances, some deserved, some not, some earned, some just plain lucky—but all critical to making them who they are.” According to Gladwell, “[p]eople don’t rise from nothing. . . . It is only by asking where they are from that we can unravel the logic behind who succeeds and who doesn’t.” It is easy to think that we are where we are because of who we are. But that is really only part of the story.
This leads me to the two lessons that I learned by walking through the train station last spring. First, I could not have accomplished what I have without the unique, and often undeserved, opportunities and advantages that I have had throughout my life. Second, failure is not always the result of poor choices; sometimes it results from a lack of opportunity. Indeed, we never really know what someone could accomplish with the right opportunities. As Anton Ego in Pixar’s film Ratatouille, put it: even though not everyone can become a great artist, a great artist can come from anywhere.
Learning to see success and failure as an often unquantifiable mixture of agency and opportunity helped me realize how much more I could do to help others succeed. As Gladwell put it, our tendency to “personalize success” can cause us to “overlook just how large a role we all play—and by ‘we’ I mean society—in determining who makes it and who doesn’t.” As a result, we often “miss opportunities to lift others onto the top rung.” (Gladwell, Outliers). Therefore, “let us not be weary in well doing” and as we have “opportunity, let us do good unto all men.” (Galatians 6:9-10). Let us “[p]ause to help and lift another. . . . To the wounded and the weary,” may we “show a gentle heart.” (Lord, I Would Follow Thee, Hymn #220).
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Why Weekends Are Needed
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Guest Blogger: Insights From My Asian Bro
***If you have yet to read any of my guest bloggers, today is the day you should start. My Asian Bro is insightful and stretches the mind and heart to think beyond the immediate moment. With any luck, My Asian Bro will be a frequent guest blogger. Enjoy!
Regression Towards the Mean
The Statistical Phenomenon
I am not a statistician. In fact, the only class that I ever worried I might actually fail was taught out of the statistics department. And they probably should have failed me. Nevertheless, statistics does intrigue me. In part, I think, because it can describe so much without ever really explaining anything. One statistical concept that has caught my eye recently is called “regression towards the mean.” I’ll spare you the full technical description. You all have Wikipedia. In inaccurate layman’s terms, it simply means that excellence and ineptitude tend to revert to mediocrity. Take a class of students. Give them a multiple choice test. Give them another similar test. Statistics (from my reading of Wikipedia) says that those students who scored the best and the worst on the first test will tend to score closer to the average on the second test.
The Phenomenon in Real Life
I find that this concept resonates deeply with me as a person. I have dreams. I make goals. I want to be a different, a better person tomorrow than I was today. On some days, I succeed. Wildly. I’m as kind as Mother Teresa and as diligent as Thomas Edison. I feel progress, and I get excited about having more of it. And then tomorrow comes. It is as if improvement was a 24 hour bug that I slept off overnight. Once again, I’m back on the corner of average and ordinary wondering how I got there.
I cannot tell you how many times this pattern has played out in my life. I’m generally a positive person. But surround me with negative people and before long I completely blend in with the crowd. Whether it is with developing desirable attributes, achieving worthy goals or simply moving away from the masses in a positive direction, I am prone to regress towards the mean. But why? Why is it so difficult to keep a standard deviation’s separation between me and my standard self? Between me and the prevailing norms of my environment?
The Latent Heat Problem
I am sure that there are many contributing explanations and would love to hear any that you have. I’ll offer one possible reason and abuse one more academic discipline in the process. My theory is this: The energy/effort required to really change is not directly proportional to the distance you need to travel. Now, I’ve never taken chemistry, but I am going to use the concept of latent heat to illustrate this point. Turning water into steam is a two step process. First, you must heat the water from its current temperature to its boiling point, 100ºC. Second, you must provide additional energy (heat) to transform the boiling water into steam. During this transformation, the water does not actually change its temperature at all. Surprisingly, or not, it takes six times as much energy to vaporize water as it does to heat that water from 20 to 100ºC. Six times. In other words, it is a lot harder to really change, to really be different, than it is to just make progress.
This can be frustrating. It can be difficult to keep pouring in energy when you do not see corresponding results. And the second you stop giving your effort, you quickly slide right back down to where you started. I think this is why I often make improvements that do not really last. I do not put in the energy needed to overcome the latent heat hurdle. If I want to stop regressing towards the mean, I need to commit not only to boiling mediocrity but to vaporizing it. Full steam ahead.