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Michael Dupee

@sb-mike.bsky.social
582 followers 901 following 6 posts

Vermonter, CEO, Lifelong learner. Committed to leaving the world better than I found it. Snowboarding, guitars, motorcycles, baseball, and my Aussie, Bodhi. Striving to make a meaningful impact, with a focus on sustainability, innovation and growth.

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Michael Dupee @sb-mike.bsky.social · 07/02/2025
These are difficult times so let's lift each other up? I’m kicking off a personal practice of offering up some art each week that leaves me ready to get s**t done! What keeps you fired up? www.linkedin.com/posts/michae...
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Michael Dupee on LinkedIn: Inspiration in Difficult Times
These are difficult times. Said everyone, always. But that doesn’t necessarily make our challenges any lighter or easier. So let's lift each other up? I’m…
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Michael Dupee @sb-mike.bsky.social · 05/02/2025
So there’s a big football game this weekend, if you haven’t heard? www.linkedin.com/pulse/beyond...
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Beyond the Rooney Rule: What’s Next for Minority Coaches and Executives in the NFL?
So there’s a big football game this weekend, if you haven’t heard? But rather than talk about the game (I was rooting for a Buffalo Bills / Washington Commanders), I want to focus on the NFL’s efforts...
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Michael Dupee @sb-mike.bsky.social · 26/12/2024
Mental health gift to myself this year. #mentalhealth #calvinandhobbes #bloomcounty #genx #laughteristhebestmedicine
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Michael Dupee @sb-mike.bsky.social · 24/12/2024
My hPOV - the greatest gifts of all are time, attention and gratitude. May they flow in abundance for all this holiday season.
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Michael Dupee @sb-mike.bsky.social · 23/12/2024
My favorite Christmas sentiment: "The city had withdrawn into itself and left at last the country to the country..." www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/57834/... #christmas #robertfrost #value
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Christmas Trees
The city had withdrawn into itself And left at last the country to the country; When between whirls of snow not come to lie And whirls of foliage not yet laid, there drove A stranger to our yard, who ...
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