Beautiful post Alan. So much to contemplate. And thank you for the reminder that it is important to reflect, and to continue improving oneself and setting the best example of a life well lived.
I love reading your posts. Your commentaries on life are filled with honesty, love, and a search for truth. Toll Brothers grew their dad's business into a national brand. My wife and I had a subscription to the Metropolitan Opera for many years, and Toll Brothers were big supporters. I have my own Toll story. In the late 1970's, we had gotten approval for 100+ lots in West Windsor. Bruce and Bob were looking to grow and expand to New Jersey. They offered us the unheard of price of $10,000 per lot and we decided to sell. The day of the closing, they never showed up. When our attorney called their attorney, he said they changed their mind and that they would forfeit their $100,000 deposit. As it turned out, someone offered us more money later that year. At the end of the day, we were happy with the new sale, and perhaps their cold feet (or caution) was the right move, because they became HUGE.
On another note, I was very moved to read the plaque honoring your parents. Perhaps the fact that your dad's Auschwitz number added up to 18 was the thing that kept him alive. As I told the story to my wife, I could help but shed a tear and my voice cracked. I loved your dad.
I know that you took your dad's dream of Kaufman Stairs and honored him by the way you have grown the business, as you honor him by the lessons that you give weekly in your blog.
Bruce was also an interesting and cerebral guy, just not as outspoken or extroverted. The trust they put in us was inspiring. You should take a walk around the park in clark one day.. good exercise and gorgeous trees everywhere.
Two comments.... 1) My nephew Max (Andy's Kid) worked for Toll Bros as a project mgr out here in Irvine for over 5 years out of USC...... learned tons. 2) I too will swear to seeing a UFO. On our way out to CA in June of '79, we stopped in Greeley, CO for the night at some sleepy hotel. Much the same type of sighting except this one was blinking... and then just seem to disappear. To this day, I am always looking up at night to maybe catch another one, but I am convinced since that day 43 years ago that we are not alone!!!
Here is the story. Two twelve year old boys walking home from Byers House Low in the Western sky I see this stationary light big and bright hanging over Petronella house. I yell at George to look up and in an instant that damn object disappeared Never told anyone about it including my parents. Never forgot it either
Beautiful post Alan. So much to contemplate. And thank you for the reminder that it is important to reflect, and to continue improving oneself and setting the best example of a life well lived.
I love reading your posts. Your commentaries on life are filled with honesty, love, and a search for truth. Toll Brothers grew their dad's business into a national brand. My wife and I had a subscription to the Metropolitan Opera for many years, and Toll Brothers were big supporters. I have my own Toll story. In the late 1970's, we had gotten approval for 100+ lots in West Windsor. Bruce and Bob were looking to grow and expand to New Jersey. They offered us the unheard of price of $10,000 per lot and we decided to sell. The day of the closing, they never showed up. When our attorney called their attorney, he said they changed their mind and that they would forfeit their $100,000 deposit. As it turned out, someone offered us more money later that year. At the end of the day, we were happy with the new sale, and perhaps their cold feet (or caution) was the right move, because they became HUGE.
On another note, I was very moved to read the plaque honoring your parents. Perhaps the fact that your dad's Auschwitz number added up to 18 was the thing that kept him alive. As I told the story to my wife, I could help but shed a tear and my voice cracked. I loved your dad.
I know that you took your dad's dream of Kaufman Stairs and honored him by the way you have grown the business, as you honor him by the lessons that you give weekly in your blog.
Bruce was also an interesting and cerebral guy, just not as outspoken or extroverted. The trust they put in us was inspiring. You should take a walk around the park in clark one day.. good exercise and gorgeous trees everywhere.
Two comments.... 1) My nephew Max (Andy's Kid) worked for Toll Bros as a project mgr out here in Irvine for over 5 years out of USC...... learned tons. 2) I too will swear to seeing a UFO. On our way out to CA in June of '79, we stopped in Greeley, CO for the night at some sleepy hotel. Much the same type of sighting except this one was blinking... and then just seem to disappear. To this day, I am always looking up at night to maybe catch another one, but I am convinced since that day 43 years ago that we are not alone!!!
how many people have you told about this experience besides the 160 on here who do not know you...
Really anyone that brings up UFO’s in conversation and lots of family.
Here is the story. Two twelve year old boys walking home from Byers House Low in the Western sky I see this stationary light big and bright hanging over Petronella house. I yell at George to look up and in an instant that damn object disappeared Never told anyone about it including my parents. Never forgot it either
great great article. but....u can't just gloss over the ufo sighting...