by Larry Brody
One of my best friends and an early mentor, Dorothy Fontana (those of us who loved her never had to bother with “D.C.”) has died.
I have a shit ton of stories about her, but years ago she made me promise to “just let me go. No stories please.” That previous sentence is the only time I’ll violate her request.
Thank you for all the jams you helped me out of,Dorothy, my inspiration and teacher and more. See you in a bit.