It’s certainly a major anniversary weekend as we prepare to look back at the attacks of 9/11 from a decade out. For today, however, I’m remembering a man who made a major impact in my life.
He died 5 years ago today and is more responsible for me being a writer than anyone else in my life. I wish I could still pick up the phone and call him. He’d get a kick out of the good stuff happening this summer for my writing career.
Many of you have never read the tribute I wrote for him last year. I hope you’ll check out:
