asked me once, weren’t you angry? And
I said, no, I wasn’t, I understood her
misery.
“There are things that either build you
up or put you down. Jay and I have that
in common.”
1 When Freireich was completing his
medical training, a distant relative died
and left him six hundred dollars. “I had a
patient, a used-car dealer who said he’d
sell me a used car,” Freireich said. “It
was a 1948 Pontiac. One night I was
drunk and out partying with some girls,
and I drove into the side of a brand-new
Lincoln. I should have gone to jail for it,
but the police came over and recognized