Some of us are members of societies. Others lead them. If I asked you, Mark, why you founded the only Sherlock Holmes Society east of Montreal, you might say that Sherlock represents a beacon of clarity where all around is a cloud of mystery.
I discovered that you have an extensive collection of Holmes memorabilia, which you house at home. I was tipped off about your passion when you gave me an edition of Canadian Holmes that you co-edited. Another clue: you spent your last vacation in New York attending a conference featuring this literary legend. If given a podium, I’m certain you could brilliantly entertain any audience about all the connections Sir Authur Conan Doyle made between his literary character and Canada.
You are a super sleuth in your own right. You continually hone your research skills, you ask thoughtful and probing questions, and you quietly observe. You have no trouble putting two and two together for the big reveal. Your outstanding detective skills serve you well during content development sessions.
Upon my retirement, I bequeath to you, Mark, my portable podium. I picked up this handy furniture accessory when I visited TIR’s gigantic warehouse filled with departmental surplus, in search of office furniture for what turned out to be my last office move. I came across and couldn’t pass up this charming and well-crafted item, even though I had no need of it nor ever had the chance to use. It turns out that the boardrooms I had to speak in always came with one fixed in place at the front of the room but off the to the side, for surely there would be a Powerpoint.
I suspect your society meets in less stodgy places and the Powerpoints are blessedly fewer. A portable podium might just come in handy during your next Sherlockian get-together.