Bromancing The Stone

There are people you admire. People you work with. People you respect.

And then there's Craig Lipset.

A dear friend. A fellow advocate. A brain-on-fire human being who has done more for research, genomics, trial access, innovation, and actual real-world patient outcomes than most people who claim to.

Craig stopped by my office the other day. No agenda. No business. No Zoom. Just a two-hour, face-to-face bromantic download of life, war stories, frustrations, hopes, and all the things that make us give a damn.

It meant everything.

He's the kind of guy that makes you feel like you're not crazy for pushing the boulder uphill. That maybe—just maybe—you're doing it right.

He's built movements, redefined how trials work, mentored everyone, and somehow still makes time to show up fully human. That matters more than anything.

He's sat at the big tables. Now he builds better ones. For patients. For caregivers. For all of us.

And yes—he also got to sit in the captain's chair for a highly classified photo op at the Out of Patients studio. Because obviously.

If I ever wind up in prison, he's my second call. (Kenny is always #1)

Craig, thank you for being exactly who you are. And for reminding me who I am.