Well, if you know anything about me you know that this week CarlyAnn's photo in the New York Central Park band shell was sent all over the world on the wire. But, that really isn't that significant when you realize that when I was her age I wrote into to the Inland Empire's KMEN radio station and entering the "KMEN Talking Dog" contest. The paragraph I wrote won me a four foot tall shaggy dog with and am radio inside of it making it the KMEN talking dog. But wait, there is more. Not only did I win the dog, but my photo with my adorable pixie haircut (gag) was on the front of the KMEN newsletter, distributed at least to me and their staff. And that was the beginning (and the end) of my fame. Now, my beautiful daughter, who by the way is underwhelmed by the worldwide distribution of her photo, will enjoy the same fleeting fame (in this case enjoyed mostly by her mother). In the photo above I am eleven, but the pixie haircut is the same. That was the summer we saw every museum and mission in California on my dad's quest to provide us with a cultured and gentile upbringing. By the way, he, my dad, Joel, later J.R. was a newspaper publisher. He was no stranger to fame himself as he was nominated for a Pulitzer Prize for his Action Line column by the Claremont Colleges in the 1960's.
