Like A Weed Through Concrete: A Dedication to Philip Seymour Hoffman
Drug overdoses are like suicides. They are a needless waste of human life. They make us feel sad, angry and helpless. They leave us in shock with the unexplainable. We ask ourselves where did they cross the line from instant gratification to self destruction? When does enough become enough? What made them seek their edges, […]
Advice from my Dad, Harry
My 97 yr. old Father does not want his funeral to be about being a brilliant attorney, a mediocre businessman or a father of six. He wants it be about ‘the ticket’. Not Taylor Swift’s ‘One-way ticket’. Or The Beatles ‘Ticket to ride’. Or even Willie Wonka’s ‘Golden Ticket’. The ticket is what my Father referred to as […]