By Daniel Penz
There are a few, precious times in one’s life when one can give back, specifically, to one who has done… much for… uh… one….
Oh heck… That’s way too many ‘one’s.
But now is… ummm… one… of those times.
Back when I was going through some of the most difficult times of my adolescence, my father (with the wrong kind of PhD to help him really understand his kids) reached out to the RIGHT kind of PhD, one with the sort of training who COULD help me figure out my path.
That man was Dr. Richard A. Warshak, and it’s no great stretch of the imagination to say he probably saved my life. (No, I was never THAT bad, but there were times…)