With the approach of Valentine’s Day, I can’t help but think of my wife’s uncle, Leo Buscaglia. It was his favorite day of the year, and literally millions of people around the world associated him with it, being as it was a celebration of love. I’ve mentioned him before in this space, and for any of you who are unfamiliar with the man, allow me to introduce you.
Leo was known as “Dr. Hug” by the many who listened to and loved his message. He wasn’t entirely comfortable with that title (people who came to hear him speak would wait for hours after his lecture just to get a hug), but he was an incurable, hopeless romantic and believed, truly believed, in the goodness of people and in the power of love.
He agreed with all who dismissed him as being simplistic, saying that love is the simplest thing in the world, and that we complicate it. He had much to say on the topic of love, not as an expert but as a human being struggling, just like the rest of us, to bring more love into his life. It was my good fortune (being in the family didn’t hurt either) to work with Leo for five years on a syndicated column and on three of his books. More than anyone I’ve ever known, he was true to his deeply held convictions and lived his life accordingly.