Part of my plan for being in Virginia this past week was to catch Mack, now five, in his pre-kindergarten Christmas pageant. He had a major role, that of the Bethlehem innkeeper. Alas, best laid plans— last Thursday’s performance was postponed when school that day was cancelled due to snow. (Don’t get me started on the Washington area and weather cancellations.)
Anyway, the performance was rescheduled for this evening about the time I was arriving home 1,900 miles away.
“We have so much to do. The inn is full. We had to turn people away.”
Remember those lines. The next generation’s Brando got his start tonight, even without Grandpa there to watch.