Being Dead is No Excuse

I had golden career prospectives but was actually handcuffed.

Small oddities or habits are often the things we love about someone.

Like a way of living, like your grandmother kept living on the farm with the chickens, and the apple trees, and she kept making the apple mousse in her final years--these are the precious memories we cherish.

These stories are not about ego. These stories are about being human.

I am showing the industry a new way, a new example of undertaking, modern undertaking.

What is your story? What will you eventually leave behind?

Everything in this universe is temporary; we kind of are in death denial.

For heaven's sake, it's your funeral, it should be your ultimate portrait and the celebration of your life.