It’s Been A Privilege To Be Here

I am always saddened when a great artist dies. But the loss always seems so much more palpable and poignant when the artist is not only a formidable artist, but also an amazing husband, father, philanthropist, and…human being.

Paul Leonard Newman | 26 January 1925 — 26 September 2008

I’d like to be remembered as a guy who tried — tried to be part of his times, tried to help people communicate with one another, tried to find some decency in his own life, tried to extend himself as a human being. Someone who wasn’t complacent, who didn’t cop out.

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