The kids and I had a neat experience the other morning. I went to take the garbage out to the road. When I went to grab the last can, I saw this amazing caterpillar on the rim. It was huge!
I rushed back into the house and had the kids come outside to see. They were captivated. I went and grabbed a stick so the caterpillar could climb onto it.
It was so cool to see their reactions! Andrew really loved it!
Ella said, “He’s got to find a tree so he can make a chrysalis and turn into a butterfly!”
She went with Andrew on a field trip to a local nature preserve and she remembered that caterpillars go into the chrysalis before turning into a butterfly. She is so smart!
Since we already had it on a stick, we walked over to our neighbors tree and it moved to the branch. Ella and Andrew were in awe watching it move from the stick to the tree.
We found out later after searching the net that this will turn into a Cecropia Moth. A friend even posted a photo on Facebook for us.
This was such a cool experience for me and the kids. I don’t think I’d ever seen a caterpillar that big outside of a zoo. Who knows, maybe it will come back to say hello when it makes it change…
I suppose I should have let you know this sooner, especially after my appliance rant a week ago.
You will be happy to know that the refrigerator and the stove both arrived when they were supposed to. What a relief!
Pardon the small fingerprints on the stainless steel, but Andrew is loving the new dishwasher! That went in first. There was plenty of things that we had to do to get it all wired up and ready to go, but it is in place and working.
We got a laugh when we started it up and it began to drain. My father in law and I forgot to connect the tube to the garbage disposal, so we flooded the kitchen. At least it was an easy fix.
The fridge arrived Friday morning. No issues getting it in the door this time. Once it was up in the kitchen, we breathed a sigh of relief when we saw that it would indeed fit in the space the old fridge was in. Once small hiccup happened as we attempted to attach the water line. For some reason (unknown at the time) the water was still flowing from the water line – even though I had shut all the water off.
Yeah, I forgot there is also a shut off that goes directly to the water line. Once we figured that out, a bit of new tube and a couple connectors and we were in business!
It will take some getting used to with the freezer on the bottom. We had a side by side before. Andrew, of course, loves to open up the drawers and play with the ice cubes.
The stove came shortly after that. I was already on the road to work, but the guys came in and connected the whole thing up and plugged it in. Bingo! It’s done!
LOL – Of course, the shiny new appliances show you just how messy the house is in the reflection.
I’m just glad that it is all done and we finally have everything in place. There is an entire new feel to the kitchen.
I’ve been fascinated by the JFK assassination since I was a kid. My grandmother had a book on her shelf that was called 4 Days. It had many pictures from November 22, 1963. There were plenty of photos that I had never seen before.
I spent countless hours looking at that book. When we had to write a report on a historical event for school, I naturally wrote about the assassination. My grandmother also had saved many of the local newpapers from the days that followed the assassination. I remember borrowing them for my research.
In the years following I have read many accounts on the events of that day. Most of those accounts were based on theories of who really shot the President or new “evidence” and stuff like that. But there have also been some fantastic fiction novels with the events of that day playing a major role (Stephen King’s 11/22/63 is a favorite).
I have read many of Steve Berry’s books and enjoyed most of them. This is the first book I have read where he wrote with someone else – Grant Blackwood. The books premise is based on another book (based on a theory that the shot that killed JFK may have come from a secret service agent) called Mortal Error.
Here is the Goodreads synopsis:
From New York Times bestselling author of the Cotton Malone series comes a thrilling, action-packed historical adventure that sends Luke Daniels on an international manhunt for the truth about the assassination of President John Kennedy.
Luke Daniels is in London, between assignments with the Magellan Billet, when he receives a frantic call from an old friend. Jillian Stein is in trouble. She made a mistake and now her life may be in danger. She needs Luke’s help. Immediately. Racing to Belgium Luke quickly finds that she was right. A shadow team of highly-trained operatives are there on the hunt. Intervening, he finds himself embroiled in a war between two determined sides — one seeking the truth, the other trying to escape the past — a war that has already claimed one life and is about to claim more.
Thomas Rowland is a Washington insider, a kingmaker, problem-solver, but also a man with a past. For him everything turns with what happened on November 22, 1963 in Dallas, Texas. What history has recorded is wrong. There is more to the story, much more, and Thomas Rowland is at the center of that terrible reality. But forces are working against him, and Rowland will do anything to keep the world from learning what actually happened on that fateful day, including killing Luke, Jillian and anyone else who might be a threat.
In a race from Belgium, to Luxembourg, to the bayous of Louisiana and the Wyoming wilderness, to a final confrontation in the Bahamas, Luke Daniels confronts a series of shocking truths which not only rewrite history but will forever change his own life — as he comes face to face with the ninth man.
All in all, I enjoyed this one. Steve Berry rarely has disappointed me. He is so good at incorporating historical events into his stories.
Today, she wrote about going to get her flu shot. The person administering the shot saw her age – 53 (same as me) – and called her a “young hen!” This made me smile. 53 is young! This is proof, right?! I need to run up to the local Tim Horton’s and let the gal at the drive thru window read her blog!
A couple days ago, I had both of the kids in the car. They were in their car seats and being unusually loud. I was getting a coffee and some Tim Bits for them. The woman handed me my coffee, which I set in the cup holder, and the donuts, which I set on the seat next to me. As she handed me my debit card, the kids got really loud and I kind of gave her a “kids will be kids” look. She handed me my card back and said, “Take us for a ride, GRANDPA!”
It took a second for that to register, and had there not been about 5 cars behind us, I may have said something. Instead, I drove away. Ok, it did bug me a bit. I know I have some grey in my beard, but I’m only 53! I’m still YOUNG – well, at least according to that flu shot gal…
Thanks, for reminding me that we are still young, Britta. Next time I drive through for donuts, I may open them up and throw a few at her … and hopefully not throw out my shoulder!
Two Friday nights ago, I came home and went to sleep. In the middle of the night Sam nudges me and says, “Keith! What is that?!” I hear this ungodly growly/grumbling/gurgling sound. I hop out of bed and slowly made my way to the door. Once I opened the door, I could hear other noises accompanying the ones we heard from the bedroom.
It was then that I could tell that our refrigerator was breathing its last breaths. It was making some noises that I had never heard before. Saturday morning, it was running fine, however, we realized that we needed to go get a new one.
I measured the old one. I obtained the cubic feet and had every thing I thought we would need and decided to shop for one over the weekend.
It was then that Sam told me that it was about time to get a new stove/oven. The temperature of the oven, never matched what we set it at. This made baking especially difficult. We decided that we would get one of those too.
Sam also pointed out that it was also time to get a dishwasher and that sometimes, they had deals when you bundled them all together. We added one of those to the list, too.
You got all that so far? Refrigerator, stove, and dishwasher. Go ahead and give yourself a rough estimate of the costs in your head. Cha-CHING! Thank God for the Labor Day sales!
We ran some numbers and shopped around and figured out the best deals. Lowes had a nice deal on a stove and dishwasher, so we ordered them from there. For the fridge, we opted for Menards. All of them were stainless steel and all the same brand, so all was good, right? Hold tight, dear reader, the fiasco is just about to begin!
The dishwasher and stove were to be delivered first. We received the call the day before giving us the window of when they were coming. It was going to be just after I left for work, so Sam was waiting for them. I hadn’t been to work more than 10 minutes when I got her call.
“Where the hell is my stove!?”
I asked her what she was talking about and she said that they had only delivered the dishwasher. I called Lowes and gave them the order number. They told me that the order stated that we “carried the stove out of the store.” I told them that they could check their videos, because the only thing we left with were some Halloween decorations!
I asked them why I would only have one appliance delivered and not both! They made some calls and told me that they would deliver the stove two days later. I told them I appreciated them sorting things out, and hoped that everything was set.
The next day the refrigerator was to be delivered. I was driving to work when they called to tell me that they would be at the house shortly. I explained that the kit for the waterline was in the kitchen for them to hook it up. The guy told me that they didn’t do that. I informed him that the people at Menards said that we needed to have the kit or they wouldn’t hook it up. The guy told me that they were not allowed to hook it up for insurance reasons. I was furious! I told him ok and I called Sam and told her to expect them.
Shortly afterward, Sam called to say that they were taking the fridge back to the store. When I asked why, they told her it wouldn’t fit through the door. They were not allowed to unbox it on the porch. They were not allowed to leave it on the porch. They were also not allowed to take the fridge doors off to get it through the door. You can only imagine how angry I was.
I called Menards and got someone on the phone who told me that “everyone is sue happy” and that was the reason they cannot do those things. I told them to refund the money to my card and I’d be back to find a smaller fridge. It was after that they they told me that since they were technically at the house, the delivery fee was not refundable!
Back to the stove. The day it was supposed to be delivered they called to say that they had to delay it another day. This may or may not have been the day that there was trouble with the delivery truck. Things are all starting to run together. At any rate, they next day, they called to tell us that they had sold the stove and we’d have to wait again.
I went off on the gal at the store. She told me that she would have the manager call us back. He finally did and once again arranged for a delivery. That delivery didn’t happen either. Once again, we called and it was finally supposed to be delivered today. We waited for the pre-delivery call last night. It never came.
Sam called first thing this morning and they told her it was not coming. She asked to speak to a manager and they said one would call us back. I answered the phone and this guy got an earful. How many times are you going to tell me you are coming? How many days did we rearrange our lives, work schedules, babysitters, etc only to have it not show? He assures me that it will be delivered tomorrow and refunded us 15% of the price. In my opinion, it was not enough, but hopefully the stove will be here tomorrow.
Back to the fridge.
We happened to have last night together and we went up to Menards. I had the measurements that we needed to get a fridge that will fit through the door. I felt bad for the gal who was helping us, because I told her how ridiculous it was that they couldn’t unbox it and get it in the house. I explained about the delivery charge and told her that whoever I had talked to said that sometimes a general manager could waive a fee – he didn’t. So now, I had to get a fridge that was not on sale, so it cost us more, and we will have to pay to have this one delivered, too! It is also supposed to be delivered tomorrow.
I truly hope that both of these appliances arrive tomorrow and that there are no issues getting them into my house! I am not sure they are going to want to hear from me if something else goes wrong!!!
It is time once again for another edition of Turntable Talk. This is a feature created by my friend Dave Ruch from the A Sound Day Blog. This is my 18th submission for this feature and it is something I look forward to writing each month.
This time around, Dave took us to the Land of Oz for inspiration. His instructions:
“Pay No Attention to That Man (Or Woman) Behind The Curtain” . Yep the famous phrase about the Wizard of Oz.
We’ve looked at a number of great artists – singers, groups, musicians – and their records. This time we’re switching it up just a little and are going to salute someone “behind the scenes” that was significant to music. All too often people do pay no attention to the people behind the curtain in music that are so important to the albums and groups we love. There are record producers, the record company bosses and talent scouts, the people on radio who used to make the hits happen, even unsung heroes like concert roadies. Pick one you feel is important and maybe a little un-noticed and tell us why!
As a former radio guy, I immediately thought I should write about a well known DJ. There are many of them who played a big part in the music industry. Dick Clark, Casey Kasem, Wolfman Jack and Alan Freed come to mind. However, I decided that I would feature a man who played on some of the biggest hits on the radio, yet until recently was relatively unknown.
40 years ago, James Jamerson passed away at the young age of 47. At the time he passed away, no one really knew who he was, despite being one of the best (if not THE best) bass player of all time! As a matter of fact, he often tops the list of Best Bass Players of all time by numerous publications. It has been said that he single-handedly revolutionized bass playing. I agree. His creative contributions to music certainly makes him a good pick for a “man behind the curtain.”
James Jamerson was born on January 29, 1936 in Charleston, SC. When his parents divorced, his mother moved to Detroit to find work. He would spend time with his aunt, grandmother and cousin. His aunt sung at church while his grandmother and cousin played piano. He spent time listening to gospel, Jazz, and blues music and that influenced his own musical abilities.
In 1954, his mother sent for him and he attended Northwestern High School. In the music room of the high school, he saw a stand up bass lying on the floor. He picked it up and began to play with it. He had “found” his instrument. He began to play at many of the Detroit area blues and jazz clubs.
He began to get noticed and he began playing for dances, weddings, frat parties, and other events. He was quite a local celebrity. It was hard to miss him driving through town with his bass sticking out the window of his car! Because he was still a minor, the good folks at the Detroit Police Dept. gave him a permit so that he could play in clubs that served alcohol. This allowed him to get more work.
Believe it or not, Wayne State University offered him a full ride music scholarship which he turned down! He was playing so often, he figured he was already in the music field, so why would he need to go to college? Instead, after he graduated high school, he joined up with Washboard Willie and the Super Suds of Rhythm (How’s that for a group name?!). It was during this time that he began to drink alcohol (which would eventually lead to his death).
In 1958, someone from the Northern Records label heard him play and asked him to sit in on the session recordings for the label. The unique way he played caught the ear of other labels. He began to work for Fortune, Tri-Phi, Anna Records, and eventually Motown.
He and the Funk Brothers (pianist Earl Van Dyke, drummer Benny Benjamin, and guitarists Robert White and Joe Messina) spent the days recording in the “Snake Pit” (the Basement of Motown Records) and playing at Jazz clubs in the evenings. Jamerson had switched from an upright bass to a brand new creation – the electric Fender Precision Bass.
The switch really made his work stand out. On some songs, he’d play the stand up bass and then double it with the electric. What made his work on the electric so awesome is that he played the electric just like he played the stand up bass – with one finger (which many folks called “the claw”).
While he is known for playing on many of the Motown songs, he also played on Boom Boom by John Lee Hooker, Whispers Getting Louder and Higher and Higher by Jackie Wilson, Agent Double-O-Soul by Edwin Starr, Cool Jerk by the Capitols, Show and Tell by Al Wilson, Boogie Fever by the Sylvers, and so many other hits! What made the Motown stuff so good was he had some free reign to be “James Jamerson.”
Musician magazine interviewed him in 1983 and he stated that the Motown songwriting and productions teams “would give me the chord sheet, but they couldn’t write for me. When they did, it didn’t sound right. When they gave me that chord sheet, I’d look at it, but then start doing what I thought would fit. I’d hear the melody line from the lyrics and build the bass line around that.”
One of the coolest examples of how he listened and did his thing was on two separate recordings of the same song. To help illustrate this, I found some isolated bass lines on YouTube that are fascinating! Jamerson played on Marvin Gaye’s I Heard It Through the Grapevine – a Motown classic! Check out the soulful line here:
Now check out the same song – and a funkier bass line – on the Gladys Knight Version:
I find it amazing that the same man can take the same song and make them so different.
Speaking of Marvin Gaye, the Funk Brothers shared a story about how Marvin wanted Jamerson to play on What’s Going On. James was out drinking and Marvin went out looking for him. When he found him, he brought him back to the studio. Jamerson was so drunk that he couldn’t even stand up! It was no problem for him, though, he just laid on his back on the floor and played on the track!
Trivia Bit: What’s Going On is the first track that Jamerson is credited on a recording.
It is said that James Jamerson played on almost every Motown song between 1963 and 1968. That would include over 60 songs that hit #15 or better on the charts. He also performed on 23 # 1 songs on the pop charts and 56 #1 songs on the R&B charts! Berry Gordy called him an “incredible improvisor” and said “I, like the other producers, would not do a session unless at least two of the Funk Brothers were present, namely Benny Benjamin and James Jamerson.”
Some of the other Motown songs that feature Jamerson:
Ain’t No Mountain High Enough – Diana Ross and the Supremes
Ain’t That Peculiar – Marvin Gaye
Ain’t to Proud to Beg – The Temptations
Baby, I Need Your Loving – The Four Tops
Baby Love – The Supremes
Bernadette _ The Four Tops
Can I Get a Witness – Marvin Gaye
Dancing in the Streets – Martha and the Vandellas
Don’t Mess With Bill – The Marvelettes
Going to a Go Go – Smokey Robinson and the Miracles
Home Cooking – Jr. Walker and the All Stars
It Takes Two – Marvin Gaye and Tammy Terrell
My Cherie Amour – Stevie Wonder
My Girl – The Temptations
Pride and Joy – Marvin Gaye
Reach Out, I’ll Be There – The Four Tops
Shotgun – Jr. Walker and the All Stars
This Old Heart of Mine – The Isley Brothers
Two Lovers – Mary Wells
What Becomes of the Broken Hearted – Jimmy Ruffin
You can also hear him on :
The Theme from S.W.A.T. – Rhythm Heritage
The Theme from Starsky and Hutch
Just Like Romeo and Juliet – The Reflections
Rock the Boat – Hues Corporation
The list of people who were influenced by Jamerson’s playing is almost as long as the list of songs he played on! Saxophone and bass player Wilton Felder called him “The Godfather of the electric bass.”
Suzi Quatro says, “I grew up in Detroit, so I was weaned on James Jamerson and Motown music. It’s in my DNA. He is still the best and I took my style from him. It’s hard to improve on what he did, because you are talking perfection.”
Sir Paul McCartney says, “Jamerson was where I picked up a lot of my bass style. Because bass players normally have to follow: we follow chords, follow the drummer, follow the vocalist, we have a following role. Suddenly the bass had power! We could dictate the direction of the music and add excitement. James Jamerson became just my hero, really.”
James Jamerson Jr. says, “As for his sense of syncopation, that was his God-given gift. I couldn’t even explain that one. I put it like this: My dad liked to dance, so he just danced on the bass. He would occasionally polish his bass, but he’d never touch the gunk that built up on that fingerboard. he told me the ‘dirt keeps the funk’.”
Years of drinking finally caught up with Jamerson. On August 2, 1983, he died of complications from cirrhosis of the liver, heart failure and pneumonia.
He was buried in Detroit’s Woodlawn Cemetery. A few years ago, Jamerson’s cousin saw a picture of his grave site. There was no headstone, only a grass marker. Eventually, the funds were raised and a proper headstone was set in place on August 27, 2021.
In 1989, Jamerson was the subject of a book loaded with great stuff – Standing in the Shadows of Motown. I think you can still get this on Amazon. A documentary of the same name was produced in 2002
He was posthumously inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 2000, received a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award in 2004, and inducted into the Musicians Hall of Fame in 2007. Last month, in South Carolina, he was honored when a street was named for him.
It is a shame that it took so long for Jamerson and the Funk Brothers to get the recognition that they deserve.
As I prepared for this piece I found myself on YouTube listening to track after track of Motown stuff and listening with different ears. I focused on that bass line and really was blown away. These are songs I have heard countless times, yet focusing on that bass made them so fresh! As I said, the isolated tracks are an entirely different thing – it is so awesome to hear Jamerson “feel” and “drive” the tunes. It is no wonder that he is ranked the #1 bass player in the business by so many different sources, including Rolling Stone magazine.
Thanks again to Dave for allowing me to be a part of such a cool feature. I have already been impressed by the other blogger’s submissions. I am sure that they love taking part in this feature as much as I do.
“Having a grandmother is like having an army. This is a grandchild’s ultimate privilege: knowing that someone is on your side, always, whatever the details. Even when you are wrong. Especially then, in fact. A grandmother is both a sword and a shield.” – Fredrik Backman
After reading Backman’s Anxious People, many people who were already familiar with his books began to chime in with other suggestions for me. A Man Called Ove is certainly on my list, but as I began to search for other books by him, this title really struck me. Once I read the synopsis, I knew that this was my next read.
From Goodreads:
Elsa is seven years old and different. Her grandmother is seventy-seven years old and crazy—as in standing-on-the-balcony-firing-paintball-guns-at-strangers crazy. She is also Elsa’s best, and only, friend. At night Elsa takes refuge in her grandmother’s stories, in the Land-of-Almost-Awake and the Kingdom of Miamas, where everybody is different and nobody needs to be normal.
When Elsa’s grandmother dies and leaves behind a series of letters apologizing to people she has wronged, Elsa’s greatest adventure begins. Her grandmother’s instructions lead her to an apartment building full of drunks, monsters, attack dogs, and old crones but also to the truth about fairy tales and kingdoms and a grandmother like no other.
My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She’s Sorry is told with the same comic accuracy and beating heart as Fredrik Backman’s bestselling debut novel, A Man Called Ove. It is a story about life and death and one of the most important human rights: the right to be different.
There were so many things about this book that I enjoyed. First, there was the special relationship between Elsa and her grandma. The adventures that they went on, the things that her Granny said, and the genuine love they had for each other brought so many chuckles and smiles.
Next, I loved that Granny shared “fairy tales” and “stories” with Elsa. The imagination factor was so prominent. The special places that they talked about, the various “creatures” that they both encountered and talked about, and how all of those things all tied into real life made the story deep and satisfying.
The fact that Elsa is different stood out to me as well. Gosh, do I remember that feeling, especially when I had moved to a new school with new people. I remember feeling so out of place. No doubt, countless children feel this same way in school, even among people that they have known for a long time.
The characters in the book all have distinct personalities. You get to know them all very well right from the start. As the story progresses and Elsa begins her journey with grandma’s letters, we learn more about each character and their backstories. It is then that the reader begins to see the similarities between the “make believe” and the “real” worlds.
Much like in his book, Anxious People, there were times that I would read something and it would hit me like a ton of bricks. For example:
“People in the real world always say, when something terrible happens, that the sadness and loss and aching pain of the heart will “lessen as time passes,” but it isn’t true. Sorrow and loss are constant, but if we all had to go through our whole lives carrying them the whole time, we wouldn’t be able to stand it. The sadness would paralyze us. So in the end we just pack it into bags and find somewhere to leave it.”
or
“Death’s greatest power is not that it can make people die, but that it can make people want to stop living.”
or
“A funeral can go on for weeks, because few events in life are a better opportunity to tell stories. Admittedly on the first day it’s mainly stories about sorrow and loss, but gradually as the days and nights pass, they transform into the sorts of stories that you can’t tell without bursting out laughing. They laugh until no one can forget that this is what we leave behind when we go: the laughs.”
While there are plenty of poignant moments in the book, there are also plenty of moments that made me laugh. This seems to be what Backman does best – make you FEEL something. I say that because (as I have said in the past) when you make someone feel something (any emotion) than you have entertained them. THAT is the ultimate goal. Fredrik Backman does this VERY well.
I listened to the audiobook and loved it. Whether you read it or listen to it, I think you will enjoy it.
The fantastic blues singer Jimmy Reed was born today in 1925. He was born Mathis James Reed in Mississippi where he learned to play guitar and harmonica. He moved to Chicago in 1943 and was drafted into the Navy. After he was discharged a couple years later, he went back to Mississippi where he married his girlfriend and the moved to Indiana.
By the 1950’s he was a fairly well known musician and was signed to Vee-Jay Records, where he recorded many of his hits. Those hits influenced many artists including Elvis, The Rolling Stones, The Yardbirds, Bob Dylan and more. All of them have recorded covers of Jimmy’s songs.
My dad introduced me to Jimmy when I was working at my first radio job. He asked me to make him a cassette of some songs if they were in the station’s library. A couple of those songs were from Jimmy. He told me stories of how he and my Uncle Tom loved listening to Jimmy Reed and the they even played a couple of those at my high school graduation party.
To me, Jimmy is a blues pioneer. When people talk about the blues, Jimmy’s name comes up. He was posthumously inducted into Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1991. His music may not be for everyone, but I really dig it. It will always make me think of my dad and my uncle.
Here are some of my favorites in honor of his birthday!
One of the songs on my dad’s list was “Baby What You Want Me To Do.” Elvis did this at a few of his concerts. I love the groove of this one …
Another one that Elvis covered was Jimmy’s “Big Boss Man”
The guitar lick from Jimmy’s “Shame, Shame, Shame” seems like one that I always heard my dad playing when he was warming up …
Another favorite is “Bright Lights, Big City”
The Stones covered this great one – “Ain’t That Lovin’ You Baby”
The Blues Brothers covered Jimmy on one of their albums, doing a cool version of “I Ain’t Got You”
Jimmy died of respiratory failure just 8 days before his 51st birthday on August 29, 1976. He was inducted posthumously to the Blues Hall of Fame in 1980. He was certainly a “Boss Man of the Blues”
The other day I was at work. My wife had texted me something while I was working with a patient. When I came back to the tech room and saw it I responded. “Sorry, I just now saw this. Was with a patient.”
The text that followed threw me …
We call Andrew “Bubby.” and I joked that maybe he had gotten ahold of the phone. I truly didn’t think it was him, because Sam has a lock code on her phone.
When the second text came through, I was a bit freaked out. Was my wife ok? Was she having a stroke? The worry started to hit me. Suddenly, she responded – with a picture of him.
She explained to me what happened and I chuckled. Her post from social media:
Walk into the bedroom to check on Andrew who was sleeping. And this is what I walk into… with him on my phone.
Take my phone away from him, his response….
“Hey! Me text daddy!”
I’m sorry to anyone who gets random texts from my kid. He knows how to unlock my phone :-(
This kid is brilliant. How he knew her passcode is beyond me!
Oh, and I am sure she probably had to delete about 274 pictures of his forehead afterward. He always winds up taking many selfies!
Various Ramblings of a Nostalgic Italian 