C. Derick Miller – Head Writer
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OK, I know I’m a day late and a dollar short, but I had important things going on. I promise. I normally have this blog all loaded up and ready to go every Monday and Thursday morning, but I kind of dropped the ball this time. I hope you’ll forgive me. My wife and I were out late last night meeting with the actor who played Atreyu in The Neverending Story. Yes, that movie from the eighties that saddened everyone beyond belief because the horse sank into a swamp. I hope I didn’t spoil that for anyone but, then again, I could be doing that person a favor, preparing them for the worst! Lots of people my age swear that scene scarred their childhood. On a brighter note, he invited me to work on a television show with him and I accepted. Could be next week, could be next year. Hollywood. Am I right?
Enough about me. Let’s talk about you but, in order to do that, I need to talk about myself a little bit more. Sorry, that’s just how these things work!
My wife and I were riding our bicycles in downtown Dallas on Saturday while we were on our way to the Katy Trail. If you don’t know what they Katy Trail is, it’s one of those walking, hiking, and biking trails put in the place of some of the old Katy railroad tracks. They’re all over the country and I believe some Santa Fe tracks have done the same thing. It’s a nice little chunk of real estate through downtown Dallas and I like to visit when I can. Anyway, we were riding our bikes through downtown Dallas when an impromptu tour guide approached us at a stop light. I say impromptu because I don’t believe he was official. He probably woke up that very morning and convinced himself to be a tour guide. If he starred in last week’s blog, he’d be a phony. Catch my drift?
The newly self-appointed tour guide wanted to sell us a trip up to the sixth-floor museum to see where Lee Harvey Oswald “supposedly” killed President Kennedy. Now, regardless of your beliefs on this issue, there are quite a few tourist attractions in downtown Dallas involving the Kennedy assassination and I’ve never visited a single one of them. I’ve lived in this area most of my life! It’s just not my cup of tea, you know. Anyway, I kind of chuckled at the man and told him a story I hope he tells some of his up-and-coming clients until he decides he isn’t a tour guide anymore. Or, until he gets arrested for impersonating a tour guide. Whichever comes first.
Now, what I’m about to tell you is the honest truth. I’d swear on stacks of any books you’d want to put in front of me. Here we go…
I told the man all I ever needed to know about Lee Harvey Oswald could be told to me by my aunt and it would probably be way more accurate. You see, when Lee Harvey Oswald was arrested at the Texas Theatre (ironically where I met Atreyu the other night) and was killed by Jack Ruby, his wife Morina became a widow. Not too many years after that, she married one of my uncles. No lie! She became Morina Porter and, as of the typing of this blog, is still alive today. Now, I only met her once, and I wasn’t very old when I did, but I definitely remember meeting her.
Just then, the imaginary tour guide paused, looked at the ground, looked at me, returned his gaze to the ground, and silently whispered a naughty word inferring I was being less than truthful with him. Now, regardless of whether or not he ultimately ended up believing my story is something I’ll never know. I let him stew in that tidbit of information and rode toward my destination when the light turned green. With any luck, I added a smidgen of confusion into his well-rehearsed speech.
By any chance do any of you out there in blog land have a unique relative you rarely (possibly never) speak of? Now, it doesn’t have to be someone who was once married to a man who murdered a President of the United States of American, but is there anyone who reads these passages regularly who has some strange kin folk? Here at Your Stories on Video, we’d absolutely love to hear about it! We’re curious to the point of nosey sometimes and we’d love to listen to you tell your story about meeting that one pseudo celebrity relative of yours.
Perhaps that one undiscovered relative you have who deserves to be a pseudo celebrity!
Like me (if I can ever get that Neverending Story guy to call me back)!
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