Great story, Jim. Well, heartbreaking too. I hope your son comes around. But it sounds like you’ve done all you could.

The Hollywood Roosevelt—ha! My mom used to take me there when I was like 12. She ran in a high falootin crowd. But my favorite was Hamburger Hamlet on Sunset. It was the sauce! I left California when I was 18, knowing I’d probably never go back. And that’s exactly what happened. Spent most of my grownup years in Chicago. I’d move back to Lincoln, NE, where I went to college, if I had too, and gladly.