Kid called Sunday for Father's Day, even though we agree it's a made-up celebration.
It's the kindness in her heart that comes naturally to her.
She's thriving out in Hollywood, living with a roommate over a Thai restaurant in Thai town. As an assistant, she's doing a great balancing work with exploring the city. She was able to do that during her internship in her last semester.
What impresses me is her honed focus on how to climb the ladder. Her college did a superior job in teaching how one traverses the entertainment industry. She knows what step she needs to take and where she might get ahead.
Kid's boss is getting married and I offered to do the ceremony as I am licensed preacher and performed one ceremony. At this point, Kid laughed at my ceremony pricing structure:
-- Basic ceremony is $19.95 and that includes two bar-rail drinks.
-- Next up is $24.95 which is the ceremony and two drink with brand names.
-- $29.95 is that plus a photo taken by me.
-- $34.95 will get you a crowd-size serving of mac and cheese.
-- Finally, $39.95 that provides all of the above plus I'll cut some hot dogs into the mac and cheese.
That there is an inflationary friendly wedding ceremony, my friends.
I love talking to Kid because I don't have to fill in history or background for a reference.
One time in North Carolina, I explained to her at age 14 how I reported a fight in the apartment next to me. I said I didn't want to be a bystander. "Oh," she said, "like the bystander effect around Kitty Genovese's murder." "Right," I said.
Then I realized what was happening.
"Wait," I stopped. "How in the hell does my 14-year-old Kid know about Kitty Genovese? A story from 1964?"
She thought. "I dunno. Maybe a documentary or something."
Love that kid. Forever proud to be her father, even on a made-up celebration.
Peace unto Ukraine and peace and familial love unto all of you my brothers and sisters.