CONVERSATION IN A CAR ABOUT
THE MEANING OF LIFE
"What are you going to be when you grow up, Uncle Buck," my ten year old niece asks? "I'm already all grown up," I respond. "Well, what do you want to be," she asks more insistently? "I want to be ME," I say loudly!
What she was really trying to ask, but could not articulate quite yet was this: what job will define you as a person and how do you materialistically define your identity as a human being?
Finally, I tell her: "Elise, I am who I am going to be and whatever job I do is not who I am!"
She asks the question several more times.
I respond in kind.
She gives up
---January 18th, 2002