Filial Pride
My father had a long, distinguished, and successful career in the mental-health field. He spent more than 20 years as the head of a ground-breaking agency supporting the mentally ill in St. Louis, and was respected across the country as an administrator, a teacher, and a leader.
Turns out, though, that what he’s always wanted to do is act. And so, after a theatrical debut (to great local acclaim), my dad finally has his chance to shine in the movies.
Behold! My father, in a terrible, terrible amateur film. I am so, so proud.
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Your dad is a stone fox.
I’m really curious about how your dad was cast in this terrifying role. I always thought he was such a nice fellow. He does a fine job in his portrayal of a pirate-ish fatherly captain, or something. Congratulations, Bob, and ARRRRGGGGGHHHH!
So, wait. Did one of your sisters marry a pirate? I wish we’d known–we could have sent a little something-something, like maybe a nice bottle of rum or a serious case of scurvy.
Your dad is, of course, fabulous. (That’s one righteous sneer he has.)