In Remembrance of Dr. Mark
By Deb Boelkes
A few weeks ago, a call rang into my office with a caller ID from the West Los Angeles area. Since my beloved business partner, Dr. Mark Goulston, resides in that area code, I immediately answered the call with a friendly, “Hello, this is Deb…”
The caller cheerfully responded, “You don’t know me, but I just finished reading your book, The WOW Factor Workplace, and I just loved it! It was such a wonderful book, I just had to call to let you know. Thank you so much for writing it. Reading this book has been life changing for me.”
Instantly intrigued, I wanted to know what this gentleman did for a living. He surprised me when he said he was Dr. Mark’s barber for many years.
I had never received accolades about any of my leadership books from a barber before, so I asked the exuberant gentleman how he came to read The WOW Factor Workplace. The barber responded, “Mark’s wife offered it to me as a gift when she was sorting through Mark’s office.”
Baffled, I responded, “Sorting through Mark’s office?”
“I’m sorry. Have you not heard that Mark died suddenly about six months ago?”
Hearing that was like a gut punch.
After I moved from southern California to Florida, Dr. Mark and I communicated by phone quite frequently while we were collaborating on The Wow Factor Workplace and its follow-on book, Heartfelt Leadership. But after these two books were published, we spoke less frequently, perhaps a couple times a year. You know how time flies when you’re busy juggling multiple business and family priorities.
Struggling to recall the last time we spoke; I was stunned to realize that it had been a couple years. Yet, it was comforting to know that when we did talk, he would always confirm that he was still trying to gracefully retire and spend more time with his grandchildren.
“That’s the way life should be at your age,” I would encourage him. But now he was gone.
For someone who tries very hard to live a life without regrets, I couldn’t help but chastise myself for not deliberately calling him more often. How I wished I could tell him, just once more, how much I loved him and cherished his friendship, and how he had always amazed me by telling me what I was thinking before I even realized myself what I was thinking.
What a rare and unique talent he had– articulating another’s thoughts and feelings, even better than they could, and before they could. I’ve never known anyone else with such a precious gift.
Perhaps that is what captivated me when...