Goble Family Foundation
Years ago we formed a family foundation. Its fortunes have gone up and down, reflecting the wild gyrations that come from being funded by commercial real estate in Silicon Valley; sometimes it is doing great,…
Years ago we formed a family foundation. Its fortunes have gone up and down, reflecting the wild gyrations that come from being funded by commercial real estate in Silicon Valley; sometimes it is doing great,…
It’s been ages since I wrote a family story. Recently I was editing my upcoming book Salvaged and a line about my shiny bald head reminded me of the time a package of hair growth tonic…
After a long day of travel my face was showing an unshaven shadow of stubble. We boarded our flight when my daughter Rachel, who was about four at the time, began staring intently at my…
For my friends and family who are grieving, a Caim prayer from the book Celtic Daily Prayer: This night and every night seems infinite with questions, and sleep as elusive as answers. Pain and longing…
Dear Santa, It’s been a long time since I wrote a Christmas letter, but I haven’t forgotten you. It’s just been a busy life. Hoping all is well with you and the missus up North. Cold as…
I was born in 1958 and it’s my 58th birthday today. Lots of 58’s ringing around in my brain, so here’s an idea. Give $58 to PathLight, and I’ll send you a free signed copy of…
It was the late 1930’s when my Dad first came to San Jose, and one of the first friends he made was the legendary Ernie Casseta. They were part of the automotive business community that…
For as long as I can remember a pool hall was somewhere nearby. Or at least a table. Whether in our home, our garage, one of the sheds at the Sunol Ranch, my Dad’s “secret”…