Futurists

I had the thought today of what Levi would feel in the future. Much like for me, looking back, how I feel in my past. As luck would have it, we found ourselves at a brilliant place where we could toss the football around. Of course playing was a mix which included, finally I am the demo that marketers want, Talking Heads, Sex Pistols, etc. First here is Levi with various poses and, popular among the kids, the dap. Just wish he would have dove for that fumble in the super bowl...

But as I watched Levi move around this amazing space, listening to this amazing music, I couldn't help but think of my own experiences as a kid. Especially those beginning around the age of 14 where I discovered names like Talking Heads. I owe those Peloza parents (Roland and Mary Anne) a debt of huge gratitude for exposing me to that painful music. Painful in that it brought out so much more emotion that the Scorpions ever could. But today, as much as ever, it occurred to me that music is such a huge part (or should be) of the part of the upbringing of anyone.

I thought back about my own aspirations when I first heard this great music. What were my hopes? And then it occurred to me that my aspirations were exactly what I have now. Sitting there in this amazing space, thinking of stopping by the grocery store to buy ingredients to make dinner tonight for my perfect wife, in our perfect house, my hopes were to be going home to exactly what I have. What did it take? Boldness. More boldness than I could have ever imagined for myself in grade 10, but I'm glad those early lessons stuck with me. We learn early on the things that really matter to us, and thus, the things that make up the core of who we are. And tonight, I am so happy for all the things that made me who I am today. For all the flaws, there is a clarity in grade 10 that none of us should ever lose. I'm living it tonight. For Those Peloza Kids when you are in grade 10, this is not license for you to make your decisions... instead you should ask your old dad for how you will interpret those feelings in 15 years. Genius awaits....