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Dec. 10: The audience

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I had an audience of one for about 20 minutes while scraping a good 25 pounds of ice-caked snow off the car this evening. My son. He watched me from the upstairs window, never taking his eyes off me. I waved to him. He waved back. He's 11. Autism.  Two days earlier, I performed for about 200 partygoers at the army base in Petawawa. It was a different kind of audience. In Petawawa, the audience was in search of entertainment. My son just wanted to observe me. - I've heard it said that when a child turns 10, parents should begin the process of letting go. It is not a selfish thing; it is a painful yet pragmatic piece of good advice. A parent must prepare his or her child to live apart from them because - statistically speaking - the child will outlive them. This letting go must be cruel at times and surely one of the saddest and shocking revelations of life must be that the world does not revolve around them. - I am my kid's best friend. At the age of 11, there is no one he l...
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