My Dad Skipped My Wedding Without A Call Then Summoned Me After My Hotel Chain Hit $580 Million

months in steel-toed boots and a ponytail, overseeing contractors and choosing fixtures and scrubbing floors at midnight and writing marketing copy at four in the morning. I slept behind the front desk when the night clerk called in sick, which happened more than I would have preferred. During a winter storm that knocked out the power I spent four continue reading …