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>> buried him on fathers day. i gave the eulogy, and i dont remember everything that i said. but i do remember saying that my brother eddy could light up a room with his smile. >> why eddy? why eddy? why not me? i asked myself that 100 times. i would rather it was me than eddy. i dont know why eddy and why not me. maybe just because. i dont know. i just dont know. i cant answer this.

To you. and its as if he kind knew. he kind of knew. before the words came out of my mouth. >> eddy committed suicide. eddy shot himself. he took his own life. >> i dont remember who told us. i just remember darkness. >> we buried him on fathers day. i gave the eulogy. and i dont remember everything i said.

And its as if he kind knew. he kind of knew. before the words came out of my mouth. >> eddy committed suicide. eddy shot himself. he took his own life. >> i dont remember who told us. i just remember darkness. >> we buried him on fathers day. i gave the eulogy. and i dont remember everything i said. but i do remember saying that, my brother eddy could light up a room with his smile.

Came out of my mouth. eddy committed suicide. he shot himself and took his own life. >> i dont remember who told us. i just remember darkness. >> on fathers day i gave the eulogy and i dont remember everything i said but i do remember saying that my brother eddy could light up a room with

Czechs. say that this was still czechoslovakia when they were given this dignified burial. in other places concentration camp prisoners who died before the end of the war were cremated or buried in mass graves on may the fifth a eulogy was held in rostock and to honor the dead. for all those who have helped and continue to help alleviate the need and suffering of these unknown people for all of you who have come here i bid farewell to these nameless ill fated martyrs we do not know in which lang...

Patientai and i turned in my beeper and i quit. at the same time, my wife, who was a lawyer, decided that she didnt love the law and she quit as well. we left our home and we came to washington to seek our fortune. she became an artist and a sculptor and i became a writer and columnist. and things have turned outec rather well. dont be afraid to choose. choose what you love, and if you dont love what youve chosen, choose again. >> and it ends with my eulogy to him, which was also a very hard dec...

Going to argue that as best he could. he had almost an obligation that thats how he viewed his vocation, his job, and he felt very lucky, i think, to be able to do what he did, and he viewed that his giving back was to be as honest and make the best, concise, and clear argument that he could, and that was compelling. >> i know he gave you so many life lessons throughout your entire life, but especially in his final year. but what is one that you could share with us, that you could share with the...

So i said goodbye to my last patient and turn in my paper and i quit. at the same time my wife who was a lawyer decided she did not love the law and quit as well. we left her home and came to washington to seek our fortune. she became an artist and sculptor and i became a writer and a columnist. things have turned out rather well. dont be afraid to choose. choose what you love and if you dont love what you have chosen, choose again. bret: >> dance with my eulogy to him which was also a very hard...

So i said goodbye to my last patient and turn in my paper and i quit. at the same time my wife who was a lawyer decided she did not love the law and quit as well. we left her home and came to washington to seek our fortune. she became an artist and sculptor and i became a writer and a columnist. things have turned out rather well. dont be afraid to choose. choose what you love and if you dont love what you have chosen, choose again. bret: >> dance with my eulogy to him which was also a very hard...

We would drive up to be reunited with my dads brother and his niece. we would always listen to books on tape and i think half of everything i know is probably from listening to them and to him. there was a story i think i tell it in the special. its in the book, in my eulogy to him of how my first time seeing the statue of liberty was on a drive with hill. we were going across the verrazano bridge and he basically stopped traffic to make sure that i had ply my first view of the statute of libert...