At age 64, I became the first person to swim the 111 miles, the equivalent of five English Channel swims, from Havana’s Hemingway Marina to Smathers Beach in Key West.

We are a smaller, quieter art fair with opportunities for intimate connections. If you’re the kind of art lover who doesn’t like crowds then you will be in heaven.

I was bursting in the glow of being a New York Jet. It was a dream come true. I was one of them now until I made a life-altering fatal mistake.

A domestic abuse victim was speechless when she saw her portrait with the words ‘I will not remain silent.’ I knew I was on to something important.

We are all clowns. We are born laughing and being spontaneous. We learn to control ourselves. We learn to be serious. I love being the person who gives permission to have fun.

Rarely does anyone turn me down when I ask for a donation. I get an enormous response. I think it is because people recognize that I do this for one clear reason: it is the right thing to do.

I recognize that it’s a big deal to be on television, whether you are a network guest or someone who wants a video to use for starting your own business.

Making tikis is a whole Zen thing for me, a time of quiet creating. I get totally engrossed in the carving, the shaping and nuances of the facial expressions.

Kids come out of their wheelchairs to be co-pilots. What is incredible to me is seeing how this helps these kids eliminate the belief that they are limited. After all, if you can fly a plane, you can do anything.