Pete Kahler – Bloomington, Indiana
Every day. Someone. Smiles. Somewhere.
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Mark Cuban – Billionaire
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I launched Goodness Determined on November 2nd as my personal blog, as well as the place where all will be revealed in reference to What Happened to IMU? (More revelations coming soon) To follow up on our previous post, “Goodness Determined: The First 30 Days, we are back to let you in on how the second month went! One of our goals is to be very open and transparent about the development of Goodness Determined, as we look forward to sharing insights and data to keep you in the loop. The more you know, the more you will understand what’s going on. Here’s a look at Day 31-60 and some of the key metrics we are taking a look at to determine success:
Malik Ellis – Detroit, MI
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Arthur Ashe – Tennis Legend
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Darnell Cleary – Ann Arbor, MI
Every day. Someone. Smiles. Somewhere.
I feel like doing something. What’s your inspiration this week?
Johnny Cupcakes – Ann Arbor, MI
Every day. Someone. Smiles. Somewhere.
“The Pursuit” will be a bi-weekly feature on Goodness Determined, written by my brother, Hayes Grooms IV. He’s extremely intelligent and talented, so make sure to check back often for more. You can also follow Hayes on Twitter – @H_Grooms
Today is a new day, a new year, and, in essence, a blank canvas. I recently visited The Metropolitan Museum of Art in Manhattan, and stood in awe of the inspiration within. I roamed the halls of Grecian and Egyptian sculpture. I gazed at Romare Bearden’s masterpiece, “The Block,” a colorful and insightful collage of the very neighborhood in which I live. I admired bold, bronze, warrior masks of my African forefathers. I daydreamed among the Impressionists—the Monets, Cezannes and Van Goghs— and reflected on what this could all mean. Why were there so many people doing the very same thing as me and my family in this great space? What was it about these grand works of art that literally pulled us in?