Commentary: I still remember the day my day taught me about the importance of a handshake.
I was probably 9 or 10, and was riding with him in the front seat of our Plymouth Fury with a push-button transmission. I could tell from the tone of his voice that he felt like what he was telling me was important, so I paid attention.
Your handshake has to be firm, he told me. Not so much that you crush the other guy’s hand, but nobody likes shaking hands with a dead fish. And, always look the other man in the eye when shaking his hand.
The advice has served me well. Many friendships over the years have started with a hearty handshake. It’s a safe, acceptable way to make a physical connection with somebody you don’t know.
Well, we used to think it was safe.