Mary.

People die of cancer all the time. The last two weeks, this sad reality hit very close to home. First Dean. Now my sister Mary. Cancer sucks. That is the hash tag. It does. Sucks the life out of so many people and all that they were. My sister was so incredibly smart, stubborn, funny, mad, joyous, proud, beautiful, tiny, rebellious and now, gone. I still don't have a grasp on it all. Too fast, too soon. Cancer sucks. I hate you, cancer. I love you, Mary.

Deano.

Dean Jarrett was a coworker and friend for over 26 years. He died of cancer last week. I've never known anyone like him. He always looked on the bright side. He always was ready with a smile and a hug. He always swung really hard at the golf ball. Dean was at my side for so many big moments in my career. Cannes juries. Cannes wins. Speaking in Dubai. Winning agency of the year at The One Show. Taking home an Emmy. Every honor I ever received, Dean was probably there with the first handshake. He was the agency PR guy and he was good. One of the best. We owed a lot of our stellar reputation to Dean's stellar reputation. I often found myself over the years just headed to his office for no other reason than to laugh. Man, I will miss you, buddy. Like thousands of others who knew you even better than I did. Please know you were loved and we will do our best to spread good wherever we go, just like you did. Peace.