Dave was the embodiment of the expression larger than life. Everything he did, he took to a level beyond what anyone else would think possible. He was more hilarious, more outrageous, more audacious. As his mom, Maggie, put it, “Dave lived more in his twenty-nine and a half years than others could live in a hundred.”
It’s no accident that my next book comes out the day after Memorial Day, because it is a tribute to the memories of eight heroes. But it’s more than that.
Exactly four weeks from today my next book comes out. Writing it has been one of the most emotional journeys I’ve ever taken.
The Quakers have a wonderful saying: “When you pray, move your feet.” But what do you do if you have no feet?
It’s strangely comforting to know that the oak of who we will become is already packed into the acorn of who we are, and always has been.