I Slept Late on May 1, 1994. Before the Golden Age of TiVo, I normally dragged myself out of bed at 4:30 a.m. every Sunday that ESPN broadcast a live Formula 1 race from Europe. But on that particular morning, having overstayed my welcome at a few Sunset Strip clubs the night before, I sawed away almost until noon. I was surprised to find two voice mails waiting. The first said simply: "It's Dad. Just wanted to see if you're okay." The other was from my best friend. "Wondering if you'd heard ...

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