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For three weeks in June I toured Virginia, Maryland, West Virginia, Pennsylvania and Washington DC focussing on an interest of mine, the American civil war (see previous blogpost Defining). 23 battlefields, 38 historical sites, four art museums and one intensive civil war conference at Gettysburg College later, I certainly achieved my goal of a learning vacation.

I gained some profound insights from so many wonderful people, but I am not able to clearly explain them yet. For now there are just connected images to reoccurring themes.

perspectives

Aug 30,1862. Chinn Ridge, Second Manassas. First time laying down on a civil war battlefield. The beauty around me made it feel comforting, not sad–a common theme.

Sept. 17,1862. Sunken Lane, Antietam. “Heaps upon heaps were there in deaths embrace”–Confederate soldier. No where did I feel the presence of soldiers more than laying on the sunken lane.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

tintypes

1863. Gordon. An escaped slave from Louisiana who sought refuge with Union troops. This picture was made into cards and used by abolitionists. Museum of African American History and Culture.

Tintype of Frederick Douglass, who I believe to be one of the most amazing people in history. I followed him around throughout the 3 weeks in a multitude of places. Museum of African American History and Culture

The iconic Edgar Allan Poe photo. Another man I seem to bump into on my travels, but then again, he got around in his day. Edgar Allan Poe Museum, Richmond.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

water

Harper’s Ferry. I waited what seemed like my entire trip to stand at this point. On the left, the Potomac River and Maryland. On the right, the Shenandoah River and Virginia. In the middle where I stand the confluence, West Virginia and John Brown’s raid.

July 3,1863. Gettysburg, facing Pickett’s Charge. Last evening of my trip and taken on top of the Pennsylvania State Monument. Rain on battlefields is one of my favourite things…a cleansing of sorts it seems to me.

 

books

1855. First edition Leaves of Grass, Walt Whitman. I followed this man around as well and the more I learned, the more my love for him increased. University of Virginia

Diaries of divided brothers Thomas and Summer Petty. Each hoped they would not meet in battle. “Oh that God would keep us from meeting other than two brothers should meet.”–Summer 1862. American Civil War Museum, Richmond

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

mounds

July 30,1864. Battle of the Crater, Siege of Petersburg. Mining tunnels under the Confederate line, then the explosion, confusion and resulting crater. Over 5,000 casualties.

April 2,1865 Petersburg Breakthrough, Siege of Petersburg. All that’s saving their lives are these three foot mounds, still preserved today. Pamplin Historical Park, VA

 

 

 

May 5,1864 Saunder’s Field, Battle of the Wilderness. These confederate trenches reminded me of the pot-marked landscape I walked in Normandy. I notice that people often approach these man-made ripples in silent reverence. You feel the soldier’s presence more deeply here.

 

clothing

1897 Harriet Tubman’s silk lace and linen shawl given to her by Queen Victoria. She freed over 700 slaves by the underground railroad. When I saw it, she seemed as if she was still there in it. Museum of African American History and Culture

Dec 1, 1955. Rosa Parks was making this dress on the day she was arrested for resisting to relinquish her seat on a Montgomery Alabama bus. Museum of African American History and Culture

 

 

 

art

2006 “St Andrew” by Kehinde Wiley. He remixes historical styles to reimagine the role of African American culture in today’s society. I love these paintings–found on two separate days in two different museums. The Chrysler Museum of Art

2006 “Willem van Heythuysen” by Kehinde Wiley. His play on old master paintings simultaneously shows the beauty of traditional European art and critiques their exclusion of people of colour. Richmond Art Museum

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

1976 “Absconded from the Household of the President of the United States” by Titus Kaphar. Classic Jefferson pose but with a beard of shredded paper, bearing the names and dates from the president’s ledger of enslaved servants. Richmond Art Museum

 

1988, Coster Avenue Mural, Battle of the Brickyard, Gettysburg (July 1,1863). Artist Mark H. Dunkeman seen here was our tour guide explaining how it came into existence–a rather arduous labour of love and dedication.

 

 

 

 

pens

1964 Pen used by President Johnson to sign the Civil Rights Act. I can’t help but think of how much of the hard work that went into this Act and the Voting Rights Act has been scaled back in recent years. Museum of African American History and Culture

Jan 1, 1863 Lincoln’s pen that signed the Emancipation Proclamation. Some artifacts move you more than others. This was one that did for me. Museum of African American History and Culture

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

sky

On Skyline Drive in Virginia looking east toward the Piedmont Valley. The road is appropriately named. Often it was hard to see where the mountains ended and the sky took over.

July 9,1864 Thomas Farm, Battle of Monocacy. There were thousands of vistas like this on the trip. The dramatic sky even outshined the magnificent farm on this day.

angles

Sept 15,1963 Stained glass fragments from the bombing of the 16th Street Baptist Church, Birmingham, AL. Killed were 14 year olds Addie Mae, Cynthia and Carole and 11 year old Carol Denise. The absence of a complete window reminds you it ended up inside these little girls. Museum of African American History and Culture

May 12,1864 The Bloody Angle at the Mule Shoe Salient, Battle of Spotsylvania Courthouse. It’s comforting when you walk up on the bloody angle and the only thing that denotes it now is mowed versus un-mowed grass. Imagine 32,000 casualties in the vistas around this place. 32,000.

 

wood

Civil war split rail fences are on just about every battlefield. Most of them have been built by the Boy Scouts of America. They were built not to pen up animals but rather to keep animals out of the neighboring crop fields.

Somewhere near Spotsylvania behind one of the many churches was this old building and truck. The scene caught my eye so I backed up and took the picture from the roadway.

 

cemeteries

1864-1868 Contrabands and Freedman’s Cemetery, Alexandria, VA. 1,800 escaped and freed slaves are buried here, but they had to take out a gas station to reclaim it for history. It’s a powerful, hallowed place juxtaposed next to a busy freeway on ramp.

Arlington National Cemetery. Plunked down in Robert E Lee’s front yard, during the war it served as Freedman’s Village for slaves transitioning to freedom.

Oct. 21,1861 Battle of Balls Bluff. A humiliating battle for the North early in the war when they didn’t ensure there were enough boats to get soldiers back to the other side of the river after the fighting. The third smallest national cemetery in the US with 54 buried (53 Union unknown and one man named James)

 

 

beds

April 14-15, 1865 Petersen House, across the street from Ford’s Theater, where Lincoln died the next morning. I made a special trip back to DC to see this place. Of course, he laid diagonally–the bed is so small

Nov. 17-18, 1863 David Wills House where Lincoln finished writing the Gettysburg Address. Arguably the most beautiful  272 words ever put together, the Address was completed by a focussed man who dealt with people yelling outside and over 30 guests sleeping in the house that night.

 

sunsets

July 1, 1863 Gettysburg near Day 1 fighting, 11th Pennsylvania Volunteer monument, commonly known as the “Sallie” Monument for the dog curled up at its base. Lost on the battlefield they later found her maintaining vigil over the dead and dying.

July 1, 1863 Gettysburg near Day 1 fighting. End of a long, full trip and it doesn’t get any more beautiful than this. Even the locals came up to Oak Ridge to capture this sunset.

 

 

stones

July 18,1861 Cornerstone, Wilmer McLean’s Farm, First Battle of Bull Run/ Manassas. The civil war began and ended at his home, it is said. His house was the Headquarters for the Confederates at the first real battle of the war, then he moved to get away from the fighting. Four years later they signed the war’s surrender at his next home in Appomattox.

Government Island, VA. Aquila sandstone was quarried here to supply many buildings including  the US Capitol and the White House. I stumbled on this now nature preserve but the original scrape marks from quarrying the stones are all over the island.

 

 

futures

Inside of a Karlsruhe rail car used for transporting Jews to Nazi death camps during WWII. Usually 100 people would be in this car but today I was the only one. I thought of the word “future” when I was inside. We all think we need more control of it and more knowledge of it, but imagine what these people thought of that word. US Holocaust Memorial Museum

Civil war bullet rosette made when Union and Confederate bullets hit one another dead on. I like to think of this flattened, peeled back circle as a possible future for two soldiers.

Nov. 17-18, 1863 Lincoln’s bedroom window, David Wills House, Gettysburg. Finishing up the Gettysburg Address and this was Lincoln’s view. Did he have any idea that what he just wrote would take enormous steps toward healing future wounds?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

witnesses

Sept. 17, 1862 The Witness Tree next to Burnside Bridge, Antietam, MD. The single bloodiest day in US history still today and this tree saw so much of the battle and still survives. Touching its trunk I felt strength and sadness.

Emancipation Oak, Hampton University, VA. Escaped slaves sat under this tree for school lessons at the start of the war. On Jan. 1, 1863 they gathered to hear the newly signed Emancipation Proclamation read under its gigantic umbrella–even though this area was one of a few excluded from the proclamation’s freedoms.

Gettysburg National Battlefield. Witness Tree to July 1, 1863 fighting and now witness to millions of people because of it. Nature has a way of smoothing over horrible events or at the very least, giving solace and reminding us all about renewal.

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Defining

We are defined by others and ourselves out of convenience, the love of categorizing and maybe just out because it makes relationships easier.  For years I made wine so I was a winemaker and for many, that was not only what I did but who I was.  Then I became a CEO and it took a long time for people to fully understand that, yes, I was a winemaker but now a winemaker that ran a company.  Media would get confused or find it quaint that I was now a CEO, like I couldn’t be that if I was a previously defined as a winemaker–but I was both–and much more.

A year and a half ago I became a consultant to the BC beverage industries from ciders to spirits, beer and yes, wine.  I am not the same person I was when I made wine or ran a company but I am still as complex a person as I was back then. Complexity is what we like to shorthand for others.  We strip away their many loves, layers, hangups, hobbies, desires and fears and replace them with words like “winemaker” and “CEO” or “divorced”, “single”, “real estate agent”, “retired”, “accountant”, “widow”, “father” (insert any overly simplistic term here). Our world wants to make every one and every thing simplified, to be defined by their job or their status, but I yearn for more complexity, not less.

In June I will explore a love I’ve had for many years, the American Civil War.  I can hear you asking “Seriously? How can that be?” (spoiler alert: humans are complex). I’ll wander through history from Arlington to Bull Run, across the Shenandoah Valley campaign to Charlottesville and Lexington.  Around Richmond to the siege of Petersburg and the Seven Days battles, then up to Spotsylvania, Fredericksburg, Chancellorsville and the Wilderness. North again to Ball’s Bluff,  Harper’s Ferry and Antietam and finish with a five-day civil war course at Gettysburg college.

A dream vacation for me that will also include plenty of art, photography, food, drink and poetry because how can I leave behind that which is a part of me?

My days of defining myself are over.  It has always been a job for those around me anyway so carry on.  I’m just not going to make it so easy for you from here on out.

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Women and BC Wineries

Recently I was sitting across the table from a young, energetic and impassioned female who wanted to work at a BC winery and asked me if the wine industry is male dominated or is it an industry that she could break into and have success? I didn’t know what to say to her. Should I tell her to go “all in” and pursue her dreams? Should I tell her to step carefully and make sure she works for the “right” winery, one that has a good hiring record and develops their employees? Or should I tell her to run the other way? A few years ago I would have told that her gender wouldn’t matter at all and just to do what she wanted to, go for anything that appealed to her. Today, I found myself not able to answer her question.

If you own a winery or are someone in senior management, how would you answer her question at your winery? Let’s say she wanted to work in the vineyard at floor level doing pruning, suckering, harvesting and general operations. How about if she’s worked many years in vineyards and has taken viticulture classes and is looking for a vineyard manager job, would you consider her? Let’s say she is looking for a cellar job, or is qualified to be an assistant winemaker or winemaker. Would you consider her?   How about if she wants to be a hospitality worker or a hospitality manager? How about if she runs your tasting room already—would you ever consider grooming her for taking over sales and marketing? Now let’s say you’re growing large enough in production that you need someone to be your company’s CFO, CEO, GM or Director of Sales. Would you consider hiring or promoting a female? What about if you’re looking for another board member? Have you considered women?

I bet a lot of you, if not all of you have said “Yes! Of course I’d hire a female for all of those positions—as long as she’s experienced, was in the right salary range and was a good fit for our winery”. So now let me ask you, HAVE you hired women in those positions?

What percentage of the people who work at your winery are women? How many are in senior positions? If you have a board of directors, how what is the male/female ratio (the same question for your investors)? If you calculate your total payroll, how much goes to men versus women employees?  Have you ever calculated the average salary for a woman at your winery versus the same number for a man? Are there certain areas of your winery that are male dominated or female dominated? If yours is a small winery you don’t escape these questions. With over 300 wineries in BC and the overwhelming majority of them being under 5,000 cases you may not hire more than 2-4 people a year but the same questions apply. If you have never asked any of these questions then this topic is not front-of-mind for you. I would also say that you may tend to fall back to the easy, old ways of hiring. “Men are physically stronger” therefore they get more vineyard and cellar positions. “Women are good with people” so they get more tasting room and administration positions but often will never move up from these roles. Senior management at BC wineries is male dominated. If, however, you have made an effort to promote and hire women in this industry and you do care about pay equity, you think about how you personally can give women a leg-up in this industry then why aren’t you tooting your horn more? There are seriously talented women out there who want to work at your winery but they need to know you exist, that you care about such things.

The day is fast approaching, if it is not here already, when BC winery owners will not have enough skilled labour to fill positions. Competition for the really tuned-in workers will be fierce and you cannot afford to ignore more than half of the population. More importantly, the workers already know about this shortage and they will not take the first job offered to them but they will be in the driver’s seat. They will be asking you at interviews what your turnover rate is. What is your record for gender pay equity? They will ask you how many women have senior positions at your winery? They will ask you what your board or ownership or investor gender mix is. As a winery owner or GM you are going to have to know the answer to these questions or that person will move on to the next winery who will have the answers. The wineries that can answer these questions may not have parity but they are way ahead of those wineries that never think about it at all.

And why is it so important that we think about women in this industry, their roles, their salaries, and their seniority other than just because it’s the right thing to do? It’s because the most successful businesses foster diversity. Diversity in thought allows for a truly dynamic work environment—one with innovation, high revenues, engagement with the consumer and empathy. The biggest tool you have in your toolbox as a winery owner to get you closer to a diverse and dynamic workforce is gender, in my opinion.   This is not just having more women overall but in particular, hiring more women in senior and management positions and hiring more women in traditionally male dominated areas of your winery.

I ask you–if you were sitting across from this young, promising talented woman the way I was, how would you have answered her? Is the BC wine industry one she should throw herself into whole-heartedly, should she step cautiously or should she run in the other direction?

What is the answer at your winery?

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One Picture. Two Scraps of Paper.

One Picture

The Kind and Gentle Souls of Tinhorn Creek

I took this picture of Tinhorn Creek employees on Monday, September 11, 2017 at 9:00AM. It was the hardest and the greatest picture I have ever taken.  The shutter clicked just before I shared the news with them that Andrew Peller Limited had purchased the winery. I share it today with you because it has come to embody everything that is at the centre of Tinhorn Creek and Miradoro as well. Yes we grow great grapes on great land, make exceptional premium wines, host concerts and events, offer an exceptional dining experience and sell our wine in fine retail outlets and restaurants. But found in this picture is why the grapes are great, why the wines have a sense of place, why the bills get paid on time, how the visitors are welcomed, how the cases sell out year after year, and how the food is prepared with love. THIS is Tinhorn Creek. It was Tinhorn Creek when I took the picture and it is still Tinhorn Creek today.

Andrew Peller has taken on big things when it purchased Tinhorn Creek. Their leadership has conveyed to me that they will keep the culture we have built, its sense of place, what makes it unique, its innovation and fierce independence and above all complete flexibility during the transition. I know Andrew Peller will do these things because these are the qualities that attracted them to us in the first place.  Tinhorn Creek can do nothing but continue to be those things because they are inherent in its DNA. These qualities are inherent in Tinhorn Creek’s DNA because they are inherent in every single employee that works there.

Every single employee.

I would suggest Andrew Peller purchased Tinhorn Creek and Miradoro for one more quality that is elusive but gets to the core of who every person is in the picture. A collective sense of Empathy. Empathy for coworkers, for customers and community. It is a shared sense of Empathy that has blossomed at Tinhorn Creek over these past 23 years. The people of Tinhorn Creek will help show Andrew Peller their unique brand of Empathy. I know they will because they are all exceptional mentors in this field and their Empathy is infectious.

Having spent the last 31 waking hours since the announcement meeting with 31 employees, I can say that Tinhorn Creek and Miradoro have a large number of Kind and Gentle Souls on staff. In fact there are a disproportionate number of Kind and Gentle Souls on this hill.  Compassion for their coworkers comes before wine or food because they know that anyone can go to a job every day but some get to go to a place that they love and are loved in return.  This has instilled a great sense of pride and ownership.  Person after person has sat down with me since Monday and intimated that they feel like THEY own Tinhorn Creek.

Andrew Peller must be prepared to share their new ownership with those who feel it is already theirs—the employees.

In the end what are people really remembered for? Winemakers are never memorialized for that one stellar wine they made. Viticulturalists never for that time they averted frost. CEOs never for that big sale or acquisition. We are remembered for the way we treated one another. How we empathize with one another, or tell a humorous joke that breaks the tension or give an extra long hug at the end of a very long day. The PEOPLE of Tinhorn Creek and Miradoro don’t just work there, they ARE Tinhorn Creek and Miradoro and they cannot be any other way. That is why this company was so attractive to Andrew Peller. That is why these people now need to get on with what they were hired to do. Grow great grapes. Make exceptional wines. Treat visitors like they’ve walked into their home. Welcome diners with a warm smile and an unparalleled food experience. Treat suppliers with respect. Hand-sell each case in the marketplace with care and dedication–whether it’s by a Tinhorn Creek employee or by one of our amazing, dedicated partners at Trialto. Get on with being Tinhorn Creek and Miradoro.

When you fall in love with a company, the way Kenn and I did many years ago, you can only pass that baton on to someone else when you know that they will sustain what you built, care for the resources you have amassed and then take those resources–people being top on the list–and grow from there to reach even bigger and better heights. With a foundation like Tinhorn Creek, Andrew Peller cannot do anything but soar.  From vineyard to cellar to hospitality to administration to sales and marketing, every last person has told me they are dedicated to seeing Tinhorn Creek and Andrew Peller thrive because they are so heavily invested in the culture we have built and don’t want to lose this collective sense of Empathy.  Remember, these are Kind and Gentle Souls.

Two Scraps of Paper

I kept two scraps of paper near my desk for the last seven years as Tinhorn Creek’s CEO. One was a long acronym written on paper and stuck to the base of my computer monitor—like some kind of daily devotional mantra it reads:

HCIHTCVEDTJB?

(How Can I Help TCV Employees Do Their Job Better?)

It was there to remind me each time I turned on my computer and throughout the day that my role as CEO was to support them. Not for them to support me. Less leading, more assisting. The mantra also emphasizes how each employee does THEIR job. It was not my role to micromanage them but to give them the right tools, and enough encouragement so they could excel. In the end they take responsibility for what they do, they grow and evolve into new roles, they cross-train in other’s areas and they drive Tinhorn Creek to success. I was good at mentoring, but they were much better at learning and executing and what more could a CEO ask for?

This is why I am positive that the arrangement we have made with Andrew Peller for transition will end in success for everyone. I will no longer be working at Tinhorn Creek by the time this post goes out. My husband will be advising Andrew Peller for one year to ensure a smooth transition and to ensure that what we have built, and what they have purchased, is sustained into the future. If I did not feel that employees could already run their jobs with commitment and autonomy it would be very hard to leave.

Of course I am sad but I am also filled with an overwhelming sense of accomplishment that I can hand over this company with a high-functioning and caring team to a Canadian company that will go to great places with them. If the winery wants to keep my legacy going forward  then maybe each employee who reads this can put HCIHTCVEDTJB? on some prominent place that they look at each day. That would warm my heart immensely.

The second scrap of paper came from my daughter in 2011, who was then six years old. I was new in my CEO role and still the Winemaker so I was abnormally busy. One afternoon she was in my office and frustrated because I had promised I would do something with her but instead I kept yapping on the phone and putting her off. Visibly frustrated, she grabbed a scrap of paper and a black Sharpie pen. After she carefully drew something she put it on my desk and waited for me to respond. It was this:

After years of desperately wanting a child, there she was–right in front of me telling me to go home and spend more time with  her. I later taped the paper to my desk, where only I could see it, in the hopes that it would remind me of what is really important in life. It worked. Many, many days since then I have glanced down at that drawing, turned off my computer and gone home. The problem, paperwork, calculation, phone call, repair job etc. would still be there waiting for me tomorrow. That piece of paper also taught me that each of our employees needed the exact same work-life balance and so it was always visible to me during conversations with them.

But the last couple of weeks when I have looked down on it, this scrap of paper has taken on a different meaning. Home for me now is wherever my husband and daughter are. I want and need to claim back some time with them that I feel I’ve earned. If you are a loyal Tinhorn Creek customer who is expecting me to be there when you come to visit, attend an event or be the “face” of Tinhorn–you need to give me permission to go home now. Tinhorn Creek, as already said, is still Tinhorn Creek because all the people who made it that way are still there—but I want to go home now.

 

This post would not be complete if I failed to mention what the future holds for me. Here is a list of what is NOT in my near, distant  or far off future:

1) Retirement

2) Own another winery

3) Politics

The comments on social media that I will be missed are not necessary because I am not going anywhere. In fact, if you thought I tweeted a lot before… (!) In the next year I will probably figure out what I want to be when I grow up, but here is a list of what I KNOW it will involve:

1) Champion BC and Canadian wines because why would I stop doing that now?

2) Shake things up.  Not for the sake of shaking things up but because they truly need to be

3) Kick some ass. See Point 2 above

Yes, I will still host #BCWineChat every Wednesday at 8pm on twitter (but will not do so again until October 11 as I will be on vacation between now and then). Yes, I will still chair the BCWGC Health and Safety Committee, still take part in the industry-changing initiatives driven by UBC-Kedge, still sit on the advisory panel for the CEO Safety Charter through the Manufacturing Safety Alliance of BC, still be an advisory panel of the Community Foundation of the South Okanagan and it is my hope to still remain on the board of the Tourism Industry Association of BC.

You may even spot me volunteering at some of my favourite wineries around British Columbia this year. I love them because I understand them and they have always been a big reason why I am a proud Canadian and why I love this place.

It’s not about the grapes, it’s about the people and until this industry gets that into its collective head its going to be a long, hard journey.

In summary, what are I going to be doing now? I will still live vicariously through me.

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Sonnet 73 Reworked

A recent poetry class asked me to find a famous rhyming poem, keep all rhyming words from the end of the lines and rewrite a new poem of my own using those rhyming words in the same order.

I chose Shakespeare’s Sonnet 73 and have remained true to its form–3 quatrains and a couplet in iambic pentameter.

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