by Larry Brody
This morning as I drank my morning coffee (I’m off breakfast for awhile because why not?), I read one of the most moving essays I’ve seen in years. The essay, by Mark Evanier (surely you already know who Mark is), has nothing to do with writing or showbiz (well, a little about showbiz, you’ll see), but it tells a wonderful story about my favorite subject – LIFE.
Here’s how Mark’s story starts:
This time out, I’m going to tell the story of two of the best laughs I ever got in my life, one at age ten and one at twelve. They were both with the same joke and the person who laughed at it twice was my Uncle Aaron. He was a nice man — my father’s sister’s husband — who looked enough like Art Carney to be occasionally mistaken for him.
