Wednesday, September 28, 2016


I feel like saying, "How the Hell do you think I'm feeling?" But, I don't, I know that the person asking the question is genuinely interested in my well being,

I'm actually feeling pretty shitty, I miss my honey more than anyone can imagine.

Everyone keeps telling me, it's normal to feel that way but it will get better. It's also OK  to cry, there's nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about. I know all that, I'm old, not stupid.

There are a couple of things that help, ie; watching sporting events where I get totally engrossed in the game. I still watch all of the Royals games and now the Chiefs and soon, KU basketball. The other thing that helps a lot is working. Going to work everyday and being around all the sales people including management that treat me like royalty. They can't do enough for me. What a great bunch of people.

The toughest as you can imagine is going home to an empty apartment. My support group of friends and family have been wonderful. I only wish I could find a pill that would allow me to sleep a full night.

I apologize if this sounds like too much "whoa is me" or looking for sympathy but its how I feel and I guess by getting it off my chest I will feel better, if I do, I'll let you know.

One way to make feel better is to come into Hendrick Toyota and buy a car from ME.

To many of my friends, I wish you all a Happy New Year.

Saturday, August 13, 2016


How do I say goodbye to  the most important person  in my life?

Norma and I were married for the best 32 years of my life.

Besides being my wife she was my very best friend. We shared everything together, especially laughter on a daily basis, because it was my pleasure to see her smile every single day, and I accomplished that feat. Our love was unbelievable.

When I tell people how we never went to sleep without expressing our love for each other always ending in "I love you more." Followed with a kiss.
Even when we were apart we made sure we spoke and conveyed our love. 

 She was the bravest person I've ever known. When she was diagnosed with AML Leukemia seven months ago, she never complained "why me". She knew at the outset, what her life expectancy was and lived her life with no crying and thank goodness, no pain.

My best friend and the biggest part of my life is gone.
I ask myself, how will I live without her, without her lying next to me, feeling her warmth against my body.

I remember all the great times we had together, all the fun things we did with our many wonderful friends, the cruises, fishing in Canada, trips to Las Vegas and the Ozarks, the time we spent on the Hawaiian cruise that had no casino, our Wednesday night dinner group and our football buddies. Those memories will stay with me forever.

Whenever we attended a wedding I would always  wish the bride and groom that they would have the marriage that we have.

All of our good times I hope will overshadow the constant tears flowing from my body. 

At one time or another we all lose a loved one and eventually, in time, it gets easier.

I'm sure it will for me too but dammit, it's hard to say goodbye.

Be at peace my love and thank you for the greatest 32 years of my life, our extended family and going from Shapiro to Shapiro.

Monday, August 8, 2016


For the last seven months or so I've been taking my wife Norma to St. Lukes South hospital for her Chemo and transfusions.
This blog is a heartfelt thank you to the staff that took care of my wife. I especially want to thank her Oncologist Dr. Gaur and his great nurse Kim. They always gave Norma the feeling that she was someone special and not just another patient. They were always upfront and honest from the very first day. Alyssa in the front office always made sure I received the information requested and followed up.

Two very special nurses also deserve my eternal gratitude for the love and care they showed to Norma, including a personal hug, Michelle and Marilyn in the oncology department on the fifth floor. They could not do more than they did to make her comfortable and at ease during her visits.

Downstairs in the Short Stay department where she received her blood transfusions, a big "Thank You" goes out to Laine and her associates for their great care.

The nurses in the ICU department, especially Jason, were unbelievably caring and professional. I can't remember everyone's name because I'm old but St. Lukes South should be proud of the way their staff represents the hospital.

Norma is now at KC Hospice another great place.

I will try to keep you updated on her condition but she's comfortable and experiencing no pain.

Tuesday, June 21, 2016


Another bionic added to my body. By tonight, barring complications, I'll have a new left shoulder. 

Originally scheduled for 8am, canceled, then rescheduled to 4pm. looking forward to having pain removed after a year of procrastination. Not that I plan on pitching or playing golf, both of which I don't do, but being able to go through a day without constant shoulder pain.

The hardest thing is going without food since midnight and no water since 4am, being diabetic doesn't help. I don't mean to sound like I'm complaining, which I am, but waiting all day is not fun. The only good part is that I get to spend a good part of the day with my wife.

What a woman, she's going through this tough part of her life with an unbelievable attitude, one that will pull her through this shitty leukemia.

As I've mentioned before, her support group of friends and family are outstanding. Without asking, they volunteer, she considers herself so lucky to have them around. Because of all their help, I'm able to still go to work 40 plus hours every week. 

Please keep me in mind if you are in the market for a new or used car. Excuse the commercial break.

My second book , now titled THE NEBISH, which may change, should be finished in just a few months. It's not a memoir like my first, MAKING HAPPY, but a fun detective story and definitely fiction.

We just celebrated our 32nd anniversary and our love is as strong as day one and if possible, better by the day. 

I will now return to my recliner trying not to think of food, which is impossible because of the constant food commercials on TV. Until the next blog, stay well.

Saturday, April 2, 2016


It's hard for me to put into words my thoughts about my family and my wife's friends. The family members all try to pitch in as much as they can and do a wonderful job.

This blog is really about her girl friends or should I say lady friends. I believe girl friends is more appropriate because they volunteer to help regardless of the time they have to spend. They call and ask,"What can I do today or can I have a day next week."

For years, my wife has been one of those offering her time with friends in need and now she is the one  requiring some help. They take her to lunch or shopping when she has the strength. They will take her for her twice weekly blood draws or five weekly chemo injections, that often turn into hours instead of minutes. But most important is their time they spend with her without feeling that they are someone special and just being a good friend. 

All of these women cannot be thanked enough by myself or Norma. They bring in food so she'll have something to eat even though her taste buds have changed and she eats not nearly enough, but she tries.

Her doctor's nurse is also one of a kind. She communicates when necessary and also when not expected. "How is she doing today?" she will ask. If her Hemoglobin count is low she will arrange a transfusion to help keep her strength up.

I can't really put into words the feeling I have for those friends that give of their time to be with her so I can go to work. If not for her support group I don't know what we would do. She has absolutely turned down having a helper come into our apartment or going to an assisted living facility. Her attitude is great and she is positive that she will beat this terrible disease and we know she will.

Without hurting any one's feelings I have to mention one person who has gone above and beyond. She spends more time with Norma than she does with her own family. She can be counted on with just a moments notice. She is more than a friend, she is truly family and I don't know what we would do without her. Carol W., we love you.

Her oncologist believes we are heading in the right direction so the news is getting better. Most of all, she is asking for something to eat which is a good sign.

Thanks to all of you that care.

Thursday, December 3, 2015


It seems like just a month or so ago that we were celebrating New Year 2015.

But here we are a month away from a new year, cooler weather and hopefully a good end of the year in the car business. I've had many clients make plans for end of the year purchases, I just keep calling to remind them.

We're still having massive discounts on the remaining 2015 models i.e.; Camrys, Corollas, Rav4s, Avalons and Prius'. Sorry for the commercial but Mr. Hendrick made me do it.

My niece Jill Soloways show Transparent, on the Amazon network starts it's second season this coming week. Jill is in Germany this week promoting her show.

With all the diversity in my family, we'll be celebrating all the holidays this month. Our table is now the United Nations and it's wonderful. Our grandchildren and great grandchildren are truly experiencing a family of different religions but one God.

The only negative is that my Grandson Brad and his family are in the Chicago area and we don't see them enough. My sister is also now in Chicago but does try to spend as much time with her daughters Faith and Jill.

We're still planning on moving to our new apartment in the Sorrento complex as soon as our new place is ready for occupancy, hopefully before the first of the year.

My life revolves around my work, my family and the sports seasons. Congratulations to the Royals for a fantastic year and maybe the Chiefs can finish strong but now my Jayhawks will take over my
Ybeing, so far they look awfully good.

I'm now in the middle of my 4th year in the car business and my referrals and return customers are coming in asking for me. Most people believe that car salesmen are the devil and hate purchasing a car but those that know me know of my ethics. I will do anything I can to make sure that my clients get a good, good,good deal and I will do anything that's not illegal or immoral to help them although the immoral is negotiable. Kidding, just had to throw that last bit in.

Be sure to check one of the boxes below after reading and have a healthy and happy holiday. Also don't forget, my memoir "Making Happy" is now available on Kindle but if you want an autographed copy, call or email me at "

My father Irv in the 40s, notice the resemblance.

Saturday, November 7, 2015


As the years go bye and you find yourself repeating many times "Where have the years gone?"
People are constantly asking me the same question "Why are you still working at your age?"

My answer is always the same, "I enjoy what I do," I remember my Father telling me when I was a child to always enjoy my job, treat it as your own business and NEVER burn your bridges.

I must admit though, some mornings are becoming a little tougher to get out of bed with the vigor of my youth. As I've mentioned in the past, my mind and body are two totally different entities. My mind keeps telling me that I can do the things I've done all my life but when I try, it's become almost impossible to do the simplest of activities. I swear my mind is only 65 but my body is my actual age of 80. 

My mind tells me to bend over and tie my shoes, easy right, not anymore. I hear myself thinking that I can run since it's starting to rain, no way, all that moves is the mind, feet don't want to follow.

The only actual exercise I get is walking the lot, that I do in short spurts, 20 feet then rest. So with all this bitching, why do I still enjoy my job, why do I look forward to going to work. Naturally the money is a nice part but my honey keeps reminding me that she married me for love, not lunch.

A few weeks ago I received a call from my doctor, which was a shock, he never calls. "Is there something wrong I asked?" "No, he said, your tests came back and I had to tell you how proud I am that you're taking such good care of yourself, whatever you're doing, keep it up." I asked him if all my numbers are so good, why do I hurt so much. "Because you're 80 years old, that's why," he answered with a chuckle.

I'm very lucky to have many clients that enjoy working with me, we have a good time together, some buy and others do not, but we do have a good time and most that do not buy, do come back or recommend me to their friends.

I'm always asked, "why are you always smiling?" my pat answer is, because I woke up, read the obituaries and my name wasn't listed, so I shaved and came to work.  So, keep on smiling and come and buy a car.