I’m going to share a person. My grandpa on my mom’s side was always really special to me. Every year that we would go out, he always did a lot of magic shows for us, and he made all his own magic boxes, so he had these full-scale, the box where, you know, it’s the swords going three places, and the other box where the person goes in and then you lift it up and there’s nobody there. Then he did these little boxes for this doll, he called it the Suzie Doll, and she would do all of these disappearing acts and get cut in thirds. It wasn’t cut! But he made all of these magic boxes himself. He was a carpenter as well as a dentist. And at the very end of each magic show, he would have sugar and lemon juice, and he would pour it together, and then would put a towel over it and wave his hands, and then ta-da! And then it would be these lemon drops and he’d pass them around to everybody. And he had all of us learn a magic trick. So like my magic trick was a monkey crossing on this rope. So there were knots on the rope, and one knot had a little like, I don’t know what, a metal circle with a red ribbon on it. So you had to make it so that it was crossing the rope. So he taught that to me when I was little, and so I would do my magic show, and then everyone else got to learn their own little magic trick.
[That’s someone that really cared about kids, too.]
Yeah. He always, every year for Christmas, he would have us write something that was sort of our own invention, imagination thing. And he would make up these little awards for every single one. “You were the fabulous something or other that made this,” and he had this award for that one. And all his grandchildren, he did that for every single one of them. He was an amazing guy.