By Eric P. Harding
It might be the years I spent in New England, but my soul soars when the air starts to feel just a bit brisk.
Inside Track
By Eric Harding
Professionalism is the watchword of this issue—all of the features in this issue consider various aspects of this important element of actuaries’ lives.
By Eric P. Harding
It should come as no surprise that I—an editor by trade—love the English language.
By Eric P. Harding
I like to drink zero-sugar tonic water. No potent potables in my glass—just the mixer. (I find the bitterness from the quinine quite bracing.)
By Eric P. Harding
Owning a home means you’re never done with projects. (Regular readers of this column will remember the pergola morass that occupied my summer last year.)
By Eric P. Harding
It’s just before the Academy’s Envision Tomorrow: Annual Meeting 2022 (Nov. 2–3) as I write this note, and the staff is abuzz.
By Eric P. Harding
So we’re just getting back from our (now-)annual trip to northern Michigan.
The weather was grand, the drive was fine (I presume it was, anyway—my better half piloted the family van), and no one got sick.
By Eric P. Harding
It’s mid-June as I write this editor’s note, and school has just let out for my two youngsters.
By Eric P. Harding
Astute readers (are there any others for Contingencies?) will recall January/February’s Inside Track, “A Magazine for the Whole Profession,” in which my New Year’s resolution was to make your magazine feature more diverse voices for an increasingly diverse actuarial profession—with more voices that aim to represent the profession as a whole, both as it exists now and as we hope it will exist in the future.
By Eric P. Harding
I live in the suburbs. More specifically, I live on what’s colorfully called a “double-headed cul-de-sac,” and we happen to have a corner lot. (Imagine a normal cul-de-sac with an offshoot branch jutting off to the left; we occupy one of the two houses at the small intersection.)