I don’t say “goodbyes”. The world is too small for them. So I will see you tomorrow or in Paris or at Westgate Mall or I will bump into you and your family at a Nathan’s Hotdogs on the Jersey Turnpike - 5 years from now or 10 - maybe 20.

I will be an old man then - so if you don’t recognize me at first - I will be the one dancing in my golden chair.

holla.