So the other day I come home from work and a package is waiting outside the front door. I gather it in and greedily open it when I see it’s from Mom and Dad.
Yes, I still get care packages from Mom and Dad. It’s only slightly embarrassing but the fact they send the best stuff takes the sting out it.
I thought I knew what was going to be inside, one of our favorite bookstores (Bookends in New Jersey) had Bill Cosby signing his new book. While I’m hesitant about asking them to stand in line for hours for an autograph that they couldn’t care less about, I didn’t feel very guilty about this one.
Growing up, as a home, we loved Bill Cosby. As a family we laughed until we were in tears. I remember the family gathering around the TV as he would appear on Carson. My sister and I always watched Fat Albert on Saturday mornings.
