Posts by Douglas Eagen

Pipe Dreams

Posted by on May 13, 2016 in Hitchhiking, Uncategorized | 0 comments

Pipe Dreams

The following is from a contest speech I gave at Toastmasters: Have you ever made a promise, had a dream, or a set a goal and then tucked it away in the recesses of your heart and forgot all about it. Perhaps you thought it to be a pipe dream, a fools errand, a thought from a bygone time in your life.  After all life is busy, and we don’t have time to realize all our dreams Madame Contest chair , fellow toastmasters, guests, As a  boy growing up in New England I spent many days at the beach. The Atlantic Ocean was my back yard.. I’d often sit in the shadow of the lighthouse.. feeding the...

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Is your Business a House of Straw?

Posted by on Jun 13, 2015 in Uncategorized | 0 comments

Is your Business a House of Straw?

  Is your Business a House of Straw? Is there a big, bad “wolf” just around the corner (and maybe on his way for you) … right now? For some business owners, success seems elusive. Even with the best skills, technology and plenty of money thrown at it, people just don’t seem interested. Great product or service? … Check √ Commitment to making some money as a business owner? … Check √ Website looks great? … Check √ Customers knocking down your doors & $$ flowing in daily? …. …. …. So what gives? Enter: 3 Pigs & a Big Bad Wolf We all know the...

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Writing and Toastmasters?

Posted by on Jun 3, 2015 in Uncategorized | 0 comments

Writing and Toastmasters?

Writing and Toastmasters? Can a public speaknig club help your writing?

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A Journey To Luang Prabang

Posted by on Apr 9, 2015 in charming city, explore, Luang Prabang, monks, scooters, temples, Uncategorized | 0 comments

A Journey To Luang Prabang

A Journey To Luang Prabang I’ve got to tell you, flying into a third world country is a lot less stressful than I thought it would be. We disembark right onto the runway. Steam ascends off the concrete from a recent cloud burst. Low grey clouds cloak the jungle from my anxious eyes. But I can smell it. The earth is hiding just beyond my sight, stalking, waiting for an unsuspecting moment to pounce out from beyond the cloak of mist An attendant in a brightly colored sarong and button down sweater guides us to the visa office. The lines are short and quick. There are no bulky x-ray machines or...

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Holiday In Cambodia

Posted by on Jan 2, 2015 in Cambodia, Children, Poverty, Sales, travel, War | 2 comments

Holiday In Cambodia

   “You buy from me! Mr. You buy from me! Only one dollar!”     The kid ran up to me followed by six or seven of his stiffest competitors. Each of them had some sort of postcard, magnet, plastic flower, banana, or yes different postcards with better pictures.     They are like little bugs crawling out of the wood work when a van or bus pulls up. I imagined them all in a back room playing cards, smoking a quick butt on their break. With the sound of an engine larger than a scooter, they sprint into action. Rub a little dirt on their face, maybe skin up their knees a bit. Put on their best...

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