Jacques Groenewald

I still remember my first job. I was 16 and I was hungry to learn as much as I could on the weekends I worked. Earning my own pocket money gave me a deep sense of accomplishment. Even then, I understood that earning comes at a price. My weekends, my self-discipline and the freedom to do whatever my friends were doing. Yet the reward was far greater than the money. It was knowledge. Exposure. Experience. I bet you're dying to know what that first job was. Well, frankly, I was a packer at a...

Every event we deliver is, at its heart, an invitation to come out of isolation and sit down together and do life together. Everyone who has a seat, so this column is my table and I'd like to tell you who I'm setting a place for.