I lost my little boy This lady said to me I asked if she’d like me to help her find him Is he like me? A little older than you, she replied A little older, she repeated in a softer voice This time to herself I was only eight, but thought Brooklyn kids like me…
“The Act of Acting” – Take a look behind you There stand the people Who have not reached success Nor degrees of acclaim What poor bastards they be Thinking they are burdened by life While all the while Remaining burdenless The “what’s missing”: No audience offering applause When life presents an opportunity, say yes or…
Life Can Be A Rim Shot “That’s Life” Please don’t let it pass you by You may have noticed as time fleets by we folks experience some vagaries which manage to jump out at us. Some can actually be mild blips that become merely a momentary bumpy swatch on our road toward success. Others come…
It was this past Tuesday, April 25th, that Harry Belafonte passed away from us. He was ninety-six years of age. And though I never had the pleasure of meeting the man, his work will remain with me emotionally forever as an activist. Harry was a man amongst men. Shari, our love goes out to you….