Colored Water: How A Child Thinks
A Pivot To A Reminder The Innocence We Were All Born With
I named this book, for my father. He was going to name it “Colored Water” but I said: “You had actual cocktails in Moscow with Molotov. Why not name it “Cocktails With Molotov?” My suggestion was accepted. This is the story for which the book was originally going to be named. I think it is a story that could be a fable, like a Hans Christian Anderson fable, like The Emperor’s New Clothes. I still cry when I read it.
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Beautiful story.
I think Barry Farber kept some of that innocence most if not all of his life. It's what made him the legendary talk show host he was. The usual obstructions and red flags that most people adopted with age back then were not an impediment to him. He was quick to develop rapport with the individual standing before him, whether on the street or in the studio, because he identified with and saw sameness in others first, instead of differences.
I must be stuck in the mindset of a five year old. It took this post to get me to put together, you’re the progeny of Barry.
The apple falls not far from the tree!