Category: Dear Son

Somebody Stop jeff noel Before He Gives Us So Many Examples We Can’t See Straight

In 1984 another dream, leave Washington State behind, and own a home within 5 minutes of Walt Disney World.

We had one car & two bikes, and lived 30 miles from work. Cheryl got the car. jeff noel peddled…30 miles each day to Disney’s Contemporary Resort.

It took 7 years to get out of debt and climb the ladder high enough to finally afford the dream. This is where we live today, our 2nd, and possibly, final home. Takes a John Deere to mow it.

The harder you work, the luckier you get. And be careful for what you wish for. Sometimes it’s a trap.

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jeff noel, Can You Give Us An Example Of How You Applied This Leadership Behavior?

I can draw you a map – right side, middle – to Crohn’s disease…

How many examples would you like?

When I committed to raising money to donate to The Crohns & Colitis Foundation of America (CCFA), it went something like this:

Figure out how to raise $1000, wait, no, how to raise $3,000, I mean $10,000, $100,000 to help find a cure. A few more seconds went by and I remember who I work for (a big-time dreamer), dude, you work for WDW… $1,000,000!

One-million dollars got written down as 1 of my 5 big bucket items. It stayed there for some time until the epiphany.

One million dollars? Really? That’s all? How about jeff noel helps raise money until the cure is found. Then stop.

You gettin’ this or do you need a map? And I mean that in the nicest (funny) way possible.

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Back In The Day

Dear Son, back in the day, I used to be a Concierge Manager at Disney’s Flagship Resort…

I always pictured your Grand Father sitting here, doing what he loved most…

He would have been a perfect fit…

Someday (maybe) you’ll tell your children, “Back in the day, your Grand Father spent his life serving others at Disney World and he used to write 5 daily, differently themed blogs, to leave a trail for his young son…”

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jeffrey noel Cathartic Posts

An historical moment of truth…2009 Master’s World Championships…

Yesterday’s post, lying dormant for 18 months was cathartic to finally publish. The other option would have been to simply move it to ‘Trash’, never to be seen by anyone except in a foggy personal memory.

In leaving a trail for our young son, it hit me that a trail needs clues, cues, milestones, insights.

And right before hitting delete, I came up with a new title and hit ‘Post Publically’.

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Dear Son #14

Dear Son, you know that between your grandfather and your great grandfather, who both had factory jobs, and ran their own businesses on the side, they chose not to involve me, teach me, encourage me, nor help me think about running a business.

I don’t have any answers to this piece of history, and I believe they loved me very much, even if I never heard them say it. (I mean, what else am I supposed to think?)

You will reap what you sow, and more isn’t always better. Within these blogs is everything I know. And everything you’ll need to start your own business.

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