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A Diva in the Making

John was at our house for dinner one night with Kevin, Anne and their kids. After dinner the kids all went upstairs to play while the adults were still sitting at the table chatting. Caitlin loved to create, organize, and direct "shows" for the kids to put on for the adults. John loved this. On this particular night he was telling us how she had a flair for drama and a future in theatre, and that we should never stifle her creativity. He said she should be encouraged if she ever expressed a desire to go into the theatre. With that she came downstairs and in no uncertain terms told us exactly what we were to do in order to watch her show. Then she went abruptly back upstairs. Withour missing a beat, John turned back to us and said "She'll be a bitch, but she'll be fabulous".

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Margaret said…
It must be genetic, and a birth order thing. I tried valiantly to produce St. Catharines Fords Christmas pageants but my 7 sibs were beyond control. I have had much more success with Kindergarten classes of up to 25.
Next generation, my Kathleen successfully organized friends, neighbours and both Ford and Coughlin cousins for many a gala event.

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