Me and Johnny B. - Graham, Bruce

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Résumé :
I remember the first time I met John, or Johnny B as most folks referred to him - it was at his daughter, Melody's wedding rehearsal, where I was best man for my friend Jeff. John was dressed in his best attire - new blue work pants with suspenders, blue suit with a white shirt and a navy colored neck tie. He had difficulty finding shirts with a large enough neck, so instead of the top button holding his shirt collar together, the task was forfeited to the necktie. He and his wife Anne had married a bit later in life, as did both his daughters, so he was 79 years old at the time of Melody's wedding. Anne told him, with a voice still slightly tainted with a Slovak accent, Papa, when you walk Melody down the isle, walk straight. Don't walk like an old man. John looked at her over his glasses and said, I AM an old man....

Biographie:
Bruce Graham is a Canadian writer, poet, and playwright. He is the author of eleven books and several short stories. Three of his books have been transformed into stage plays. Bruce's writing falls into two broad categories: historical fiction and humor. His characters are based on people from his childhood and have been set in and around his hometown of Parrsboro, Nova Scotia. Prior to becoming a writer, Bruce had a long and illustrious career in broadcasting. Bruce is an honors graduate of the Radio and Television Arts program of Cambridge School in Boston. His work in broadcasting has earned him three prestigious awards, including a Lifetime Achievement Award from the Canadian Radio and Television News Directors Association, the Ohio State Award for journalistic excellence, and an Atlantic Journalism Award for his nightly television commentary The Final Word. Bruce lives in Cumberland County, Nova Scotia, with his wife, Helen. Along with writing poetry, Bruce enjoys gardening, reading, and theatre.

Sommaire:
I remember the first time I met John, or Johnny B as most folks referred to him - it was at his daughter, Melody's wedding rehearsal, where I was best man for my friend Jeff. John was dressed in his best attire - new blue work pants with suspenders, blue suit with a white shirt and a navy colored neck tie. He had difficulty finding shirts with a large enough neck, so instead of the top button holding his shirt collar together, the task was forfeited to the necktie. He and his wife Anne had married a bit later in life, as did both his daughters, so he was 79 years old at the time of Melody's wedding. Anne told him, with a voice still slightly tainted with a Slovak accent, Papa, when you walk Melody down the isle, walk straight. Don't walk like an old man. John looked at her over his glasses and said, I AM an old man....