Read by Barry Friedman

He endured every parent's worst nightmare. When writer-comedian Barry Friedman's son died from a drug overdose one Friday morning, Barry was devastated-but not surprised. Paul's death had been in dress rehearsal for years. The world alternately froze and galloped after Paul was found face-down in his room. Barry had to find a way to continue, to reject magical thinking and forge a meaningful path for the future. During the following four days, Barry dealt not only with his crushing grief but also incidents ranging from the ridiculous to the profound. What follows is not a eulogy but an elegy for the son he loved but knew he would lose. Barry writes with passion and pain about how to survive the worst life has to offer--and go on living

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