I’ve had my 2 minutes of fame (literally) and in sense maybe I’m glad it wasn’t in years instead. For when the microphone is moved from you to another all you have left is the memories and eventually what was so exciting for so many is left only in your head. I watched a comedian last night who had those memories of playing in front of some of the biggest stages in the world with the greatest named talent and now he’s playing at a local Shul on a Saturday night. My 2 minutes of fame was great and of course I would enjoy another stint in front of the microphone but when it is said and done I did it my way even if nobody else will see that way. Others may have had a bigger spotlight but when it cracks the pieces of pain can last much longer and hurt much more. Anyone seen Hillary?