October 22, 2008 @ 12:02
Yesterday while I was running the radio empire that is known as Corus Peterborough I came back to my office and noticed that there was a message on my phone.
I listened to it and on the other end was Humble Howard.
Howard left a message that left me heavy hearted. His sweet 14 year old daughter Charlie has one of those professional job shadowing days coming up and she has no interest in following her daddy to work to watch him do the wiener radio thing.
Instead she'd rather shadow my daughter Melanie who's a producer at MuchMoreMusic.
Howard's message was one of resignation. He knows Charlie has been around radio all her life and on many an occasion has come into work with her dad, so there's really nothing to be learned.
She knows daddy gets paid a lot of money to say stupid things on the air and make funny smells off the air. It became a big yawner about ten years ago.
But that's not the point of this posting.
What struck me about Howard's call was the passage of time. We went through a lot together, and among those things was the raising of our kids. Howard was invited to Melanie's seventh birthday, while I was at the hospital the night Charlie was born.
Where did the time go?
How can Charlie be a stunning 14 year old and how on earth can she be job shadowing my Melanie who's grown into an impressive and successful young woman?
Melanie used to baby sit Charlie for crying out loud, so it's extremely difficult to sit here and imagine that one day in the next few weeks, my daughter, who has a career, will be mentoring Charlie who ain't that bloody far away from a career.
I don't want to think about it.
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