laughter and resilience part 1

the personal story bit before any of the sciency bits

I likes me a good story - both in the telling and the receiving. Although, I am a tad impatient, if the telling of the tale is done well, I’m all in.

So. This is a pretty core story.

This is the story that started a lot of this.

This story was the story I told for my initial Blue Man Audition.

This is the story that my solo clown show is based on.

And this story?

This story is about my Granddad.

It’s funny, I’ve talked to my uncles about him. I remember him as a child, a grandson. They knew him as an adult and they knew him as his sons.

It’s a pretty privileged position to be a grandparent. I see my Dad with my son. Their connection is special. Different. Unencumbered by relational baggage, the two of them just dig each other.

I loved my granddad. He was my hero. I remember him as creative, fun loving and kind. He was the most powerful person I knew. He never went to watch me in sports or recitals. We did things together.

Memories of him are faint at this point. The links go to stories that h…