i was born in Hollywood. I grew up around well known actors, musicians, and producers. My father was a successful studio and touring musician, who played with some of the most well known musicians of the time. Right before i became a teenager, he left all of it, we moved to rural Washington State, he got a job working for a hardware company, and started leading worship at a tiny community church. We grew much of our own food, cut and split our firewood, made alot of what we used, and i worked construction during summers, for a radical Christian ex-con who spent 12 years in McNeil Island prison for violent crimes.
I used to resent that my Dad left that “successful” Hollywood life. Now, I respect him more than words can possibly express for what he did. And I have a real life because of it.
Just felt like sharing.
