Family is the center of my life. Without a doubt, the saddest day of my life was July 13, 1991, when I lost my eldest son, Harrison, in a car accident.
While dining out on a Saturday night, I received a phone call from one of Harrison's friends who was with him that night but traveling in another car. I was told that Harrison's car had crashed, and he was "hurt pretty badly." Soon after, he called me back and said, "He's passed away."
