Andy Kocemba | Nashville Business Journal | Sept. 20, 2016

Fall is my favorite season — cool, crisp air, shorter days, and football. I don’t even mind the hundreds of thousands of leaves in my yard. The hours I spend clearing them away provide ample time to think.

But for some, fall can be a somber time. The gray skies and fallen leaves can be a reminder that certain things need to die to make room for the new life that will come with the spring.

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