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“The Cab Ride I’ll Never Forget” Film rights available again
Over the years, probably 100 film makers have contacted me about making a film of my story about my cab ride with the woman going to the hospice. I have always had to turn them away because the rights had
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Dan Agent, former editor of the Cherokee Phoenix and screenwriter for Our Spirits Don’t Speak English: Indian Boarding School
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Kent's work has been my companion and will always remain so.”
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Louise Erdrich, Novelist
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Joseph Bruchac, Abenaki, award-winning poet and author of Code Talker and Skeleton Man
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Anton Treuer, Ojibwe Author and teacher
“With a poet’s grace and a craftsman’s precision, Kent Nerburn has written a powerful and deeply moving meditation on what it means to live the life of an artist – and, ultimately, what it means to be human. Dancing with the Gods might be the most inspiring book you’ll read all year.
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Kent Nerburn
Over the years, probably 100 film makers have contacted me about making a film of my story about my cab ride with the woman going to the hospice. I have always had to turn them away because the rights had been purchased by New Line Cinema. Now New Line has decided to let those rights lapse, so the story is available once again.
Unfortunately, I did not keep track of the many inquiries, so if you are one who contacted me, I do not have your name or contact information. PLEASE CONTACT ME AGAIN IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN PURCHASING OR OPTIONING THIS STORY. I look forward to hearing from you!
For those of you who do not know the story, you can read it at the bottom of my home page www.kentnerburn.com under the title, "The Cab Ride I'll Never Forget". It is far and away the most read piece I have ever written, with probably half a million internet views from all corners of the earth. It was a true story from my time driving a cab, and it touched a chord in people with its simple depiction of a moment of human kindness in a too-often unkind world. I'm pleased that it has meant so much to so many people, and I hope some of you filmmakers who were interested will see this and reach out to me again.


There was a time in my life twenty years ago when I was driving a cab for a living. It was a cowboy’s life, a gambler’s life, a life for someone who wanted no boss, constant movement and the thrill of a dice roll every time a new passenger got into the cab.
What I didn’t count on when I took the job was that it was also a ministry. Because I drove the night shift, my cab became a rolling confessional. Passengers would climb in, sit behind me in total anonymity and tell me of their lives. [READ MORE]