Dear Janet


It’s been a while since we last spoke.

I have great memories of you. On my many trips to New York, you always welcomed me with open arms, and I felt like I was family. You often took Bill and me to dinner at The Georgia Diner and you wouldn’t let me take out my wallet! I enjoyed talking with you about just about any subject and I much enjoyed watching your hearty dialogue with your son. Bill and you had a special mother son relationship, and you were a huge influence on him.

I want to say thank you for bringing your son Bill into the world. As you know, Bill and I were business partners in the sunglass industry for 18 years. Bill and I met at a bar in Allston called Bunratty’s. It was my first and last time at that historic bar. We came to hit it off and Bill wrote down his phone number on a piece of paper. The only problem was he forgot a digit and I could never reach him. Shortly after that I was in Government Center, and I ran into a young man who was selling pins on a big black umbrella. I remember Billy told me at our bar encounter that he had such a “business”. The man gave me Bill’s full number (no missing digits) and Bill, and I reconnected. We became fast friends and shortly after that—business partners. Bill was a great partner who had better business instincts than me. I was wise enough to listen and learn. I soon took a Greyhound bus cross country with the destination of California. The bus trip was Bill’s idea and it proved to be a good one. I could get off and on the bus at major cities and stay there overnight as long as I finished my trip within 14 days if my memory serves me correctly.

I set up base camp in Los Angeles and spent long days schlepping suitcases of sunglass samples along the hot sidewalks of Southern California. I encountered people from all over the world in our attempt to get our sunglasses into the trendy boutiques of Hollywood. I had previously attended college at USC, a major university in Los Angeles but though the lush campus of USC was not too far away, it all seemed a world away from the start up business I was immersed in now. Over time Bill and I grew our business, and I became more at home in Los Angeles. Bill and I would have long very and very expensive long distance phone calls and talk about business and life.

After a decade I returned back to Boston and soon married and had a daughter and stepdaughter. A while after that I sold my half of the business to Bill and embarked on my real estate Odyssey. Life gets busy with demands big and small but through it all Bill and I have remained in touch and have some of the most interesting conversations I have ever had. And I am most proud of our continued friendship.

Bill makes me laugh. He makes me think. I would consider him a modern-day practical philosopher. I could go on and on. So, this man who has been my friend for over 3 decades owes his start in life to you. Your values. Your sacrifices. Your love.

Thank you Janet.

May your memory be for a blessing.

I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.

Robert Fulghum, All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten: Uncommon Thoughts On Common Things

Never stop. Never stop fighting. Never stop dreaming. And don’t be afraid of wearing your heart on your sleeve – in declaring the films that you love, the films that you want to make, the life that you’ve had, and the lives you can help reflect in cinema. For myself, for a long time… maybe I felt inauthentic or something, I felt like my voice wasn’t worth hearing, and I think everyone’s voice is worth hearing. So if you’ve got something to say, say it from the rooftops.

Tom Hiddleston