ROBIN THICKE . . . mosey . . . mosey . . .
OK, Char - here's the skinny . . .
First Off:
Robin's music and show were Magnificent - I expected nothing less
The Music is in Good Hands, indeed
Second Off:
Aftershow, while everyone else was doing The Mingle-Mingle thing,
Robin got stuck up against a brightly lit wall for The Foto Op thing.
[Remember, I hadn't seen Robin since he was 10yrs old]
My turn . . . side-by-side, I mentioned I'd been his Daddy's assistant
some 20+ yrs earlier. I spoke of how I'd take him and brother Brennan,
along with my the then-young boys, to Magic Mountain.
Robin turned to me, eyes Big-Wide, and gleefully said,
"You're the 'Clickety-Clack Guy . . . ! I still do that now!"
[followed by a boyish bone-breaking bear hug]
I'd given my boys a roller-coaster slogan. When Colossus would drag us
up toward the The Big ZoomDown, the ratchet sound was *loud*
. . . and scary.
I'd holler: OH NO . . . ! THE DREADED CLICKETY-CLACK . . . !
Robin and Brennan quicky joined into the ritual.
Makes this Ol' Man smile to know The Silly Boys endure . . .
Third Up
Most of all, I was proud - proud of Robin the Man . . .
Blessings,
Rez
[Honorary Uncle]
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I came to Love the Music
Before I came to Be
[Psalm 139:13]
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