About Me

Mine was an extraordinary, ordinary life. At its end, my grandson Larry Arace will gift my carcass to Vanderbilt University Medical School and place my self-written obituary in the Nashville Tennessean, Sunday Edition. Obituary: Larry Gordon Womack died.

The last persons to see my complete remains will be a medical student with a scalpel and his professor. The student will say, “So that was his penis.” The professor will chime in,“He evidently ate well.”

When I made my anatomical donation department, Vanderbilt asked if I’d like, whatever is left, to be buried in a shoebox next to my donor wife, Diane. She died in 2004. I declined. Too much ceremony.

My first memory is at four, of my grandfather and I sitting on a day bed while he shows me how to play the harmonica. In elementary school, I was a sissy and frequently picked on. In junior high, I got fat and was bullied. In high school, my fortunes turned. I did impressions of famous singers, became the president of the student body and joined a professional dance band. In college, I hit my stride. Fronting a successful combo, appearing in numerous plays and musical productions. I also became captain of the bowling team and learned how to use my charm to get passing grades, instead of relying on studying.

Returning from a Larry Womack Combo road trip to New York, Pennsylvania, and New Jersey, I met Diane Van Deren, the love of my life. We raised two lovely, very smart, successful daughters. Diane and I had forty years of outrageous fun, passionate love, and career success. She was a case manager for the court system and highly praised by the legal community for her exceptional work.

While still playing music, I formed an advertising agency. In my twenty years, in advertising, I won numerous awards for radio and television commercials. Next, I become a marketing, media and management consultant for national and international organizations, and politicians.

In 1996, Dan McArthur and I wrote Outcome Management – There is no future in the past. The book became required reading in twenty-five business schools. I continued to consult with business leaders until Diane death in 2004. Now, recognized by many as the Father of Artificial Intelligence and a nominee of the Sophists Society for wise man of 2009, I write prose, and record music. I also write and produce videos, often with the help of my talented grandson, Larry Arace (age 19).

The manuscript for my next book, I’m Going to Miss Me When I’m Gone – Inspired by a true story, is nearing completion.