This Many Years.

I swept my neighbor’s driveway and he told me he loved me “in a purely platonic way.” I told him he was the non-alcoholic father I never had.

Yeah, my actual dad had a bit of a problem with booze, and my younger brother hit rock bottom before cleaning himself up and becoming New York’s preeminent intervention specialist. So I’m a kind of familiar with this stuff.

This made it that much more special when I attended a friend’s 15th “birthday” of sobriety on Saturday. I’m really proud of this person, who recently married well and is super driven and talented. It was a fun party – we celebrated at Bowlero. Congrats, friend. Really well done.