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A MESSAGE FROM THE PRESIDENT

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As I continue to grow in relationship with my team and our clients, I feel it is important to share a personal reflection about how GRAYCPA came into existence.

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My career path has been full of many forks in the road, twists, and turns. Sometimes the path was smooth and rewarding, while other times presented challenges that I was not sure I was equipped to deal with. Before establishing GRAYCPA in 2007, I stood facing another fork in the road. As I reflected on which road to take, I remembered one of my favorite poems from high school; Robert Frost’s “The Road Not Taken”.

I too, chose the road less traveled and embarked on a journey that I never imagined would yield the fruits that it has and I am so thankful and blessed that I took that chance.

 

When I established GRAYCPA, I embarked on a path of tremendous opportunity but not without significant risk. I am proof that a person can be successful without compromising his values and integrity, while learning from past mistakes. It definitely took some failures, self-reflection, and a strong faith in God to guide and season me for this journey. My experiences in the military and in business prepared me for this opportunity, and I embraced it fully.

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Although the business world is changing rapidly, one thing is certain: Integrity and trust in business still matters.

 

We strive to be a trusted advisor and business partner in providing Technology Assurance Services and we pride ourselves in developing relationships that transcend business. I value the relationships and friendships that have developed through GRAYCPA. They provide a level of personal and professional satisfaction that I never thought possible. I am truly blessed and always grateful for the support of my family, teammates, clients, and friends.

 

Sincerely,

 

Les D. Gray, CPA, CISA, CIA

President

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

ROBERT FROST

 

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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

 

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

 

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

 

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

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