When I was fourteen, I wanted to be a performer because I felt so freed by the experience of being on stage and being anyone but myself in the way that fourteen-year-olds think. Sadly, I had a huge heart but no traditional talent. (I also wanted to be a bridge officer on the Starship Enterprise, a role for which I actually had more talent, but again reality betrayed me.)As in the late and missed balladeer Harry Chapin's Taxi (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c5dwksSbD34), life may have you idiosyncratically fulfilling your early goals in a way far different from what you had planned. The best acting job I've ever had is reacting with enthusiasm to special gifts like this from my children.
I once worked on an engineering improvement project for the Volcano mine system, a scatterable munition deployed from the back of trucks so I immediately recognized this statue as a rendition of the Volcano delivery system as done in medicine bottles.
So being a mom means receiving things like this and making the giver know that you couldn't have wanted anything different or more. Not even a lanyard. "Harry, keep the change."
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