My mind is filled with all these crazy thoughts … the hurricane will sweep up the coast and make driving to Boston impossible … my perfectly in-tune Honda (with a license plate cover that says “The Only Boss I Listen To Is Bruce Springsteen”) will break down on the Mass Pike … I’ll fall and bang my head jogging in our wooded park and my dog Bruce won’t go and get help. He will just sit there staring at me.
In three days I’ll be in Cambridge thanks to my daughter Sarah who secured me an Evite ticket to the final stop on his book signing tour. I’ll be writing about this for the Times Union newspaper and doing Facebook Live from the bookstore. I’m sure it will be a wonderful experience just waiting in line, meeting new people and talking to Bruce fans.
I’ve interviewed two people who have been to the book signings. The organizers are wonderful, they say, and ensure everyone enjoys a terrific experience. They collect gifts people bring for him – mostly belated birthday cards and thank you notes. The actual meet with Bruce lasts about 5 seconds.
So today I listened to the wonderful interview by Terry Gross on NPR’s Fresh Air, bought him a gift, started drafting a short letter and continued working on a dream I’ve had for 38 years of my life.
Stay tuned for the grand finale of the best Bruce year of my life!