After the guests left Brice and Debbie’s, we called Lou, and I put him on speakerphone to give him the good news about the event.  But the instant I heard Lou’s voice, I knew he wasn’t well. He tried to pretend he was excited, but his voice betrayed him. He sounded weak and far away. […]

I distinctly remember stumbling down some steps outside of Brice and Debbie’s house before I got into the cab just before 5:00 a.m. the next morning. I also recall sitting in a middle seat on the plane next to a chatty businessman with horrible coffee breath. And, in my mind’s eye, I can still see […]

There’s a song by a band called Weezer that I declared as my personal anthem back when our trust got wiped out. It’s called “Undone — The Sweater Song.” Here are the lyrics: If you want to destroy my sweater Pull this thread while I walk away Watch me unravel I’ll soon be naked Lying […]