The Heart of the Matter
Back in 1981 when I was 27 years old and living in the quaint suburban Metro NYC town of Rockville Centre on Long Island, I came home from work from yet another long day in the NY banking world and thought I was having a heart attack. My wife wasn’t home so I drove myself the mile to Mercy Hospital to the ER, where they put me on a EKG machine. Within the hour, a…

