Speaking at Bloomberg today reminded me of two very special memories. The first was back in November 1999, on the floor of the New York Stock Exchange, meeting with some of our traders. They told me to run a trade, I said Sure! handed them my jacket and took off. When I got back, they just stared, as my jacket had hidden a 6 month pregnant belly. It was too funny, and they apologized for weeks. The second memory was of being in Bloombergs tower five years ago, meeting with one of our countrys best investigative reporters. His name was Mark Pittman, and he was a bear of a guy, smoker, rode motor cycles and talked non stop about his wife and girls and the chickens they were raising in their backyard. He fully understood the scope of this, as at the time, he was leading Bloomberg in suing the Fed for full disclosure over the banking crisis of 2008. He died later that year of a heart attack. We only have one life, one story to tell. Love with courage.
Posted on: Tue, 13 May 2014 01:37:08 +0000
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