Eddie Leavitt Jr.: Bye-Bye Mookie
My snow-ski buddy and past roommate who let me claim his Dad as my Carbonation.
I am often asked what kinds of writing I've done. For my web site I have broken it simply into Columns, Tributes, and Short Stories.
Tributes and memorials seem to go hand-in-hand. When I have been invited to deliver them verbally, as with my writing; I offer them in the flavor of a wake and share what of that person's life made me a better Being. In my site I have chosen to give the tributes their own respectful place separate from columns and short stories although these have appeared in various media. Speaking quite frankly, at times I hesitate to write such tributes because I never want to appear as if I'm bragging about the people I know. But I believe it would be selfish not to share the blessings I was given in time spent with them. Though blessed to be acquainted with great people, if they are famous that is secondary. While some of these tributes are for people seen as super stars, best-selling authors, or celebrities, they are generally the first to admit they are just people. They shared their time with me so I feel indebted to share some of their essence with others.
My snow-ski buddy and past roommate who let me claim his Dad as my Carbonation.
Sharing memories of an author and my personal mentor Og Mandino who wrote such books as The Greatest Salesman in the World and The Spellbinder’s Gift.
Remembering my friend and hero ‘Little Joe’ of “Bonanza,” ‘Charles “Pa” Ingalls’ of “Little House on the Prairie,” and ‘Jonathan Smith’ of “Highway to Heaven.”

My friendship with actor Robert Mitchum chronicling his work in Westerns and in Arizona.
Remembering the humor of one of the most recognized mayors in this country.