The first home I bought was arguably the smallest dwelling among the lush estates in Benedict Canyon. I needed to move, they were selling the house I was renting, and it was the only place I found in a decent neighborhood that I could afford. I called it the...
I Feel Like a Number My ego was constantly challenged as a ghostwriter – doing all the work, then stepping back and letting someone else take the credit. Sometimes it was brutal. In 1999, one of my clients, a widelyknown TV anchor, was on the David Letterman show to...
The Baby Boomer Blues We baby boomers are in a pickle. The constant look of surprise on our faces is more than bad Botox. We like getting senior discounts at the movie theater, but we’re pissed off when the kid behind the counter doesn’t look surprised. We finally can...
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