In the May/June issue of AARP Magazine, Jimmy remembers a story about his dad. If you can’t get your hands on a copy from your parents or grandparents – he writes:
In early 1995, my dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease. He was a draftsman and a dynamo of energy with whom few people could keep pace. Now he had to face the awful reality that he was losing his mind. Once the devastating news settled in, our conversations were more personal than they had ever been. One day we were sitting at the end of the pier that my father had built, looking out over the shallow waters of Mobile Bay, savoring the day. “You know what I was just thinking about?” he asked. “What?” These days that could be a loaded question. “Remember when you got thrown out of the sailing club for leaving the race and sailing all the way across the bay?” I had to think only a moment about that major event in my mis-spent youth. “You bet I do,” I said with a laugh. “I never told you, but that was about as proud as I ever was of you. I mean, being the first Buffett to get a college degree was good, don’t get me wrong, but that time you just decided to light out on your own, that was a moment. Looks like you have made a career out of doing what you’re not supposed to do. I’m proud of you, boy.”
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