My dad's professional basketball career with Philadelphia ended when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor. Should I have had to pay the price for his fame?
Every year I visit Las Vegas and every year I find the same old thing. No one is willing to take a bet on who is right: Albert Einstein or Gene Roddenberry. It’s too early to call Roddenberry the winner, but a fairly new, and totally strange, behavior might put a dent in Einstein’s winning streak.
Many a time I’ve thought about getting out of writing to follow the calling of the late Billy Graham and becoming a Fuller Brush man. But then I was saved by science.
It’s a quiet Sunday afternoon until your child or grandchild drops the t-bomb. “I’m getting a tattoo,” he or she says. Disabuse yourself of the notion that you have raised a deviant, criminal or future Marine. Chances are, you have raised an art connoisseur.
“Why, just today I threw a young lady out of the office four times for four different books. The one she wrote before breakfast, the one she wrote after I threw her out the first time, the one she wrote after I threw her out the second time and the one she just finished."