It Is You Who Makes

I Have Lived In Public As A Somewhat Recognizable Person Since I Was A Teenager. Emails I Answer End Up Posted On Sites; Pictures Of Me And Someone I Just Met, Taken By A Cellphone, Literally Number In The Thousands And Are Easily Accessed.

If The Death Of Osama Bin Laden Brings Any Peace To Those Who Lost Loved Ones On That Awful Day In September 2001, That Is A Great Thing. It Is More Likely, However, Just A Painful Reminder Of What Was Lost.

I'll Be Here Tomorrow If I Can Make It Through Today.

But I Have A Good Life. I Enjoy What I Do. I Am Married To Work.

Some People Tell Me That They Like What I Do, Which Is Great, Of Course. The Perfect Irony And Truth Is That I Need Them Much More Than They Need Me.