My wife makes damn sure our kids love James Brown. After supper, she shouts, “Dance Party!” Those three immediately get up offa that thing!
The Godfather of Soul was played during our wedding reception as the live band tuned and readied. When the rock-and-rollers were amped, she fist-pumped with the best of them. Before the night ended, they’d invited her on stage in her wedding dress—to sing!
One day I’ll tell this story, but our youngsters already dance with this woman I love. Probably they intuit more than I realize. Maybe they already know their mama’s a rock star.