I have promised a journal entry on the wonderful McCartney concert I attended with my older son, Alex, on Sunday last. My mood is a bit dampened by the horrible news about Robin Williams. Dear, sweet man. About 20 years ago I sat in the next table to him at the Comedy Club on the Sunset Strip while Billy Crystal was doing an impromptu routine. I had come to watch an old friend of mine from high school, and was rewarded by getting to see Billy and also speak briefly to Robin. BTW, he laughed the hardest and cheered the loudest in the whole audience for all of the comedians. He was such a generous soul. I shyly told him how much I loved his work. I didn't ask for autographs. You don't do that in LA if you're a native in "the know". I don't know why. We think it is beneath us or something. Anyway, that night he was only drinking water. When he was speaking to me he was listening with his whole face - his eyes, his eyebrows, his mouth - everything. It was maybe a 30 second exchange, but I've never forgotten how kind and generous he was to me and to those other comedians. He was equally pleasant with all the other audience members who approached him that night. What a prince among men. So very very tragic. RIP Robin Williams.
Now that I have succeeded in reducing us all to tears, here's my way of cheering you all up. My journal is....
( HERE !!!!! )
Now that I have succeeded in reducing us all to tears, here's my way of cheering you all up. My journal is....
( HERE !!!!! )