Myron

My friend Myron died last week.

Myron's last name was Dubow, but ever since I've known him I would say to him (and not others) "Doooo-b-oh" A silly remembrance, and a fond one among so many others for me Myron became me friend when I was 12, and was the older brother of my Junior High school classmate Eugene, and his sister, Carol, who is a few years younger then I. who has forgiven me for being her summer camp waiter when she was 13.

Myron taught me everything that I will ever need to know about irreverence. He would often talk back to his Grandmother, who lived with his family, and it took me a while to realize that she was completely deaf, but that didn't matter to me. We would in later life be irreverent together, a fun thing to do with Myron. Myron and I stayed in touch through the years, but early on it was tough as he was almost 5 years my senior, which is a lot when you're 14.

Myron often told me that he wanted to live in California, in Los Angeles, and be in "Show Business". I encouraged him in that he had what I believed to be the "Skill set" needed to work at a Studio. He was a lawyer, he was very, very smart, and of course he was totally likeable and non threatening. What a combination. When Myron did indeed take the plunge and move, he and I entered into a period of close personal and professional contact, we started together at Polygram, after that ended he moved to Columbia Pictures, and then we both joined MGM/UA. When that ended he then went to work for??drum roll please, Playboy. Could he have ever imagined when in his fifties, that he would come to California and work for Columbia, MGM/UA and then be the head of business affairs at Playboy Not possible, but true. How many people of our generation could have ever believed that any of us would have ever worked at Playboy. Polygram, and the others, perhaps, but never Playboy.

Myron ingratiated himself to everyone. I never did see him express anger with anyone, or hear anyone express anger towards him. Myron did what his company expected him to do, he made deals, and good deals as well. What greater tribute can be paid to anyone then to say of him that he was admired loved and respected by everyone.

Everyone he touched is saddened by Myron's death. Everyone will miss him, and it's not that I will miss him more, but I expect that I will I will cry some more as I speak of Myron, and that may be good, but it sure doesn't feel good at this time.

Norman Horowitz

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