When my world collapsed in 1985 I had been at the top of my game. As the founder and CEO of a very successful, publicly traded corporation, I was sitting on the top rung of the corporate ladder, wearing tailored suits and clinking glasses with the C-Suite at executive gatherings in posh Grosse Pointe, Michigan. But then my company failed, my significant relationship dissolved, and my “friends” scattered. I found myself staring into both an internal and external void that I realized I had created myself.
So I did what any mature, self-appreciating businessman would do.
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