I met Joan Rivers three years ago. Joan was a driving force in helping raise funds and promote God’s Love We Deliver. I was driving her friend’s Mercedes Benz. She was having dinner with Joan at Amaranth on East 62nd Street. After dinner, I offered to drive Joan home. She turned me down and said she would walk home with her friends. So, I was turned down by the legendary comedian. When I offered to drive her home for the second time, she said she would race me home. I drove the Mercedes around the block. And Guess what? The 78 year old woman won, and was in her house before I rounded the corner.

Joan, you meshuganah hundt, we will truly miss you!