Once upon a time, I had a normal job. As President of a $23 million ad agency, I had a finely appointed office with oversize windows and a door that locked. Across the hallway in chest-high cubicles were assistants and admin staff. It was comfortable, reasonably impressive and quite expensive.
Yet, when I wanted to work — really work; to think, to create a marketing plan for a client or to strategize a new campaign — I’d pack up, head for home, and (weather permitting) park out on the screen porch. Instead of phones, birds. Instead of stale coffee, lemonade. Instead of a view of cars going into and out of a parking lot, a view of wild turkeys and deer. Instead of interruptions, think time. The work site of choice? This Adirondack chair.
That's where I'm most productive . . . and much more creative than I have been in any office environment.
You see, Adirondack is more than just a name. It's a symbol . . . of the heart, the spirit, the soul of this company. It's where great ideas happen.