Once, while sitting at Denver International Airport waiting for a crowded flight, the only empty seat to sit down was at the end of one of… — Once, while sitting at Denver International Airport waiting for a crowded flight, the only empty seat to sit down was at the end of one of the many moving walkways that whisk people quickly to their gates. The little electronic voice — a pleasant woman-robot’s voice — said, “Moving walkway…

How being a force for good can help inoculate us against bad news burnout — I was 20, and we were having one of those fidgety father-daughter conversations at the kitchen table. The Lions pregame was on in the next room. Between sentences, my dad’s face would swivel to the TV, then back to me. TV. Me. I was between jobs and was trying to…