This shoot convinced me – time travel is for real.
Susan is the sister of one of my close friends growing up so we’ve known each other most of our lives. We grew up in the same small town right outside the city. Its the kind of place with sidewalks, playgrounds, churches, a community center, a pool and parents who seems to know every kid, whom they belong to, what street they live on and everything they have been doing that they shouldn’t be doing. Oh, and a 7-11.
Its the kind of place I looked for to raise a boy. The proverbial and actual village. Not just for the shenanigan-intel but for the sense of community and belonging that I want him to grow up with, just like I did. Sidewalks are simple, magical, connecting things. Susan must feel this way too, she’s raising her family in that same small town we grew up in. The pool has been remodeled and I hear there’s a Farmer’s Market! My mom still sings with the choir at St. Ambrose on holidays.
So the first button I pressed in the time machine took me back to my home town to visit a childhood friend now that we are both adults with children of our own.
The second button I pushed came in the form of Susan’s eldest child, who is the spitting image of my buddy Nancy when she was five, which was around the time we met and became friends. Nancy assures me there are differences, that her niece is a rule follower unlike herself. But there were moments where I wondered. As she ran outside to play and I ran after, time and space felt less certain. She shares a certain spunkiness that feels quite familiar!
I’m so grateful to have met your family, Susan, and to have recorded just a little slice of life for you guys so soon after baby Ben’s arrival. Welcome, sweet guy!!! You’re going to love this place and its going to love you back, childhood is great here. Just don’t count on getting away with too much. P.S. – Your mom knows all about “car tag”. Just a heads up.