WHEN THE E-MAIL MESSAGE ARRIVED last January, I stared at it in disbelief. She could not be dead, not Bobbi. I spoke to her on the telephone only three weeks before. She was kind and encouraging. It was late in the evening when Bobbi called me, her voice deep and strained. We discussed the resume that I had submitted months earlier for the position of executive director of the North Natomas Transportation Management Association (TMA), Sacramento, California. I felt guilty talking about the possibility of interviewing for a new job, since my length of employment in my new position, at a highly respected organization, was a mere 10 weeks.
As the dedicated consulting …
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