On Day 46, I attended the William J. Mann book signing pertaining to his new work:
Hello, Gorgeous: Becoming Barbra Streisand.
Yes. I was the only person there under the age of 62.
Yes. The older folk and I gave each other weird looks.
Cat’s out of the bag: I’m a Babs fan. I realize I was born about 20 years after her big break, but I was born to parents who went to Barbra’s concerts, bought me her CD’s and introduced me to her movies.
I’ve seen Hello Dolly about a hundred times and I’ve choreographed about a dozen figure skating programs (as a 12-year old) to Tell Him (a duet with Celine Dion).
Highly reminiscent of my mom’s love for soulful love songs, I immersed myself in her inspirational story.
Some info on Babs: she was born in Brooklyn and lost a parent at a very young age. She didn’t always have the means or the support that was much needed to pursue her dreams. She fought hard and achieved unbelievable success.
She might be from a different generation, but her story is inspiring and relevant to me just the same.
I listened to people speak up from the audience who had gone to middle school with her. I thought about how my mom would have enjoyed the event. I met the author (who gave me a surprising and great compliment ;)).