16 years ago, I saw a puppy running loose on a busy street. So I parked my car and scooped her up. She was a very good girl for a long time.
On August 3, 1991, I was going to end my life when a miracle occurred. I’m still not convinced I deserved the grace, but am certainly grateful for it.
Went to see Oppenheimer yesterday. I was proud of myself for not falling asleep because J. Robert Oppenheimer’s life was a borefest.
Accountability. It’s a concept that isn’t as prevalent as it once was. But I learned at an early age that it’s critical for success in life.
We recently visited Barcelona, Spain. It was the most beautiful and amazing city I’ve ever seen.
Sunday morning I woke at 5 A.M. in a hotel next to a highway in the middle of Virginia – crying. Filled with gratitude for being a dad.
Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. 
