My father, Barry M. Farber, passed away on May 6, one day after his 90th birthday.
He was a unique, generous, wildly funny and brilliant man with an insatiable curiosity and an unparalleled love for foreign languages.
I tweeted this the night he died:
He gave me the three magic words to carry in my pocket as a journalist, starting at the age of 18, when I reconnected with him after 8 years in Sweden.
The words were: “Penetrate The Ostensible.”
I will be posting about him here in the coming days.
In the meantime, here is the New York Times obituary and a tribute from the very talented radio host Frank Morano.
My plan is to carry on as he would have wanted me to, and “penetrate the ostensible.”
He also said to me once: “Nothing is more fun than fighting evil.”
I’d never thought of it as “fun” before. Not exactly.
But I do now.
I love you Daddy.