Black enterprise was just a modest monthly magazine when I founded it 40 years ago—just me; a few brave forward-thinking advertisers like Pepsi, ExxonMobil, and General Motors; and a small but spirited and talented staff. Oh, and one other person who did just about everything there is to do to put out a magazine back then—a combination writer, editor, proofreader, layout designer, sales director, office manager, and vice president in charge of shutting down the publisher’s bad ideas—my wife of 50 years, Barbara Graves.