A Cruise to the Baltic

Written on 07/26 at 02:48 PM by Andy Posner 0 comments

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I recently got back from a 10-day cruise to the Baltic with my parents, and I wanted to share the photos and thoughts from the trip!  The cruise left from Copenhagen, Denmark on July 5th.  On the 4th, I flew to Newark, New Jersey, where I met up with my parents and from where we flew to Copenhagen via Amsterdam.  Once in Copenhagen, we had a private tour of the city.  Though I had hardly slept on the red-eye flight, I thoroughly enjoyed the tour. For one thing, the weather was absolutely fantastic, and the hundreds of massive wind turbines dotting the landscape were enough to make me fall in love. Throw in the endless bicycles, the quaint streets, and the kind people and, well, I was impressed!

When I was younger my mom, grandma and I would take a cruise every summer.  We took quite a few cruises to Alaska, as well as trips to Hawaii, the Caribbean, the Panama Canal and the Mediterranean.  My dad, however, had never joined us on these cruises, in part because he considered them to be “floating troughs” (referring, of course, to the fact that food is available 24 hours a day and the rather, um, large passengers...).  So I was very excited to go on another cruise and to have my dad join us.



Thoughts From Austin, Texas

Written on 02/14 at 04:48 AM by Andy Posner 0 comments

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I am currently writing from a hotel room in Austin, Texas, where I am visiting for the second annual Clinton Global Initiative University (CGI-U) conference.  Last year I attended with Mike, and this year I am representing the Capital Good Fund, along with two of our other core team members.  On the flight out here I listened to recordings of Martin Luther King speeches, and reflected a great deal on the nature of greatness, the nature of history, and the nature of those that bend history in the direction of justice.  I was amazed--and excited--to learn that from 1964 (after the passage of the landmark Civil Rights Bill) and his death in 1968, Dr. King devoted himself tirelessly not only to racial justice but also to poverty alleviation and peace.  In fact, in some of his speeches and sermons, King even talks about the need for black owned financial institutions--something I find tremendously interesting as I work to create a borrower-owned, environmentally focused financial institutions. 

But above all else, what stood out to me about Dr. King as I listened to his voice bellow from the past and pursue the future was the extent to which his entire mental and physical life was absorbed by the pursuit of justice.  Long before he died at the hands of an assassin he had given up his life to his cause, and I began thinking about my own life, my own pursuits.



My 24th Birthday

Written on 11/16 at 10:41 PM by Andy Posner 0 comments

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Last Friday, November 14th, I turned 24 years old.  It’s hard to believe that another year has passed, another number tacked on to my age.  This year my mom came out to visit from LA, and to celebrate we went out with a small group of friends--Mike, Adria, their daughter Siena, Michele, Nora, Marie-Laure and Mark--to an all vegetarian restaurant called the Garden Grille.  The food and company were great, and though the festivities were far less ostentatious than last year, the occasion was nonetheless enjoyable.  My mom only stayed from Thursday night to Sunday morning, and the time went by fast.  Unlike last year (when the temperature was in the 30s) it was surprisingly warm, although rain and fog limited the amount of time we spent outside.  More photos after the fold.



Greetings from Tulsa, Oklahoma

Written on 07/27 at 06:12 PM by Andy Posner 0 comments

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Jared and I arriving in Kentucky on our 3,800 mile bike trip across the U.S., September 2005

I’m currently in Tulsa, Oklahoma, in the apartment of one of my closest friends, Jared Auld. Three years ago I rode across the country with Jared and a woman named Nicole, who is also a good friend of mine.  The first time Jared and I met was at the airport in Newport News, Virginia, and we quickly became close friends as we rode West across the United States, exploring valleys, hills and vast expanses of countryside.  Jared and I have stayed in contact since the end of the trip, talking on the phone at least once a week, and I decided to take a few days to come visit him in his hometown of Tulsa.



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