The dairy farm where I grew up was in west central Wisconsin; the neighborhood was filled with family-owned farms. Some farms were larger than ours; most were smaller. We were a tight knit group who helped each other out in bad times and celebrated together in good. I believed that way of life would last forever, but it was not
Here are the top three answers from last month’s, Around the Table Question: “How can your company become more high-tech while remaining high touch?”
As Robert walked through his shop, he looked around, observing how organized his new foreman was. Technicians were engaged at their stations; no stray tools were laying around. The foreman was in conversation, Robert’s day got busy, and he never got around to letting the foreman know how pleased he was.