I wish that I could say that I have avoided mistakes in my personal and business life, but I haven’t. Unfortunately, I learned them the hard way—through experience.
When I was a young man starting out in business, my partner and I had set our goals for the future. We were young men with dreams and little money, but we were hard workers and had a lot of talent. With some creative thinking, we built our small construction business into a large operation.
When we first started out in the foundation contracting business, all we did were the footings for the foundations, and we did the work ourselves with no hired labor. It was hard. After a while, we built a unique little business into a major operation and were doing almost 100 percent of the footing work in our growing community.
The business eventually grew to encompass customers all over the states of Kentucky and Tennessee. My partner and I looked for ways to expand. Since we used a lot of concrete, it seemed logical for us to build a concrete plant and sell the concrete we were using to ourselves. Although it took a major investment for a couple of young guys who didn’t know anything about the concrete business, we plugged along rather well. That was until truck maintenance and a zillion other complications started depleting our cash flow.
We then decided to start building entire foundations and create money to support our projects by doing the masonry work. My partner, who had never laid a concrete block or brick in his life, put a crew together and started into the masonry business. He caught on quickly and after a couple of years, we were major contractors doing entire building foundations and servicing ourselves with concrete that we produced in our own plant. Everything was going great.
Soon a concrete block plant came up for sale in our city. Since were laying most of the concrete blocks in our area and were having a hard time getting service from the other manufacturers, we decided to buy the block plant. Although the plant was a major investment, the price we paid was nothing compared to the millions a plant like that would normally cost.
I remember the day we closed the loan. Alex and I stood alone in the middle of the ten-acre manufacturing plant, looking at the more than 2,000 feet of railroad siding coming onto our premises and viewing the fleet of trucks and equipment used to move and store the product.
Alex turned to me and asked, “What did we just do?
Never in our wildest dreams could we have imagined that what appeared to be such a great investment could go so sour. When you take giant steps, you have giant risks.
We knew absolutely nothing about the concrete block manufacturing business. To make matters worse, we took in a partner who had money, but who didn’t know anything about managing a manufacturing plant, either. As a result, we had to rely on other people to run the operation for us. We lost control of our circumstances and a huge white elephant ended up taking us down.
Alex and I both lost everything we had spent many years accumulating through hard work and self-denial. In the end, we found ourselves not behind the desk or on a golf course, but back in the ditch starting all over to pay our debts. It wasn’t fun watching the bank take everything away that we had worked so hard to accumulate. Just as Alex and I had stood there gazing at the plant we had just bought, we stood there as the auctioneer sold everything to the highest bidder.
This was not an easy little lesson to learn; it was a major, life-changing jolt, which strained a beautiful friendship. Today, I spend a lot of time counseling business people to help them avoid the potholes into which I fell so many years ago.
I remember the day I left Kentucky to move to California: Alex and I stood in the parking lot of the café where we drank coffee every morning. I was sad and apprehensive, but I knew God had a plan for my life that was going to take place in California.
Alex put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, SS; go on and do what God has called you to do. You have God, your family, and your health. You’ll do fine.”
It was a moment of friendship that I wouldn’t trade for all the gold in Fort Knox. Those experiences were tough medicine to swallow; it set us back a few years, but it is also why I went back to school to earn a Ph.D. in Business Management, and why today I can write books and blogs. The principles I have learned did not come from lectures in Business 101; I learned them in the world of trying to manage my life—through its successes and failures.
Today, I wouldn’t trade my life for anything I could have had back then.







