Yesterday, I met with Don Imus at his apartment on Central Park West in Manhattan.
The man born on a cattle ranch who joined the Marines and went on to reinvent radio sat by his fireplace and talked, laughed and sparred with me about life, death, love, business, marketing, morons, geniuses and why he doesn’t shake hands with anyone.
The guy has ridden the roller coaster from fame to wealth to addiction and humiliation and back again.
Always back again.
Sitting there in his bathrobe, drinking gruel whipped up to buildEmail This Post