My second guru has no hair, and flaunts his shiny pate – even on the covers of his books. He has created a brand out of being bald. Ok, he’s not really bald. Clean-shaven, shall we say?
Lives in the same county as me in New York, has never met me, never heard of me. But I meet him every day for lunch. He talks, while I read. He has my fullest attention while I stuff my face. I’m still listening during coffee right after.
I have read almost all of his books. I have read even others’ stuff that he publishes on his web site. I hang on to every word he writes. I feel disappointed if there’s nothing new on his blog.
Here’s to one of the most unassuming, straight-shooting, groundbreaking, provocative, writer and marketer with penetrating insights and thoughts as fresh as the wisp of warm, coastal air that hits you on a morning walk along the beach.
Thanks, Mr. Godin!