Mick and Keith, Andrea, Sam, Ben and Me

Mick and Keith, Andrea, Sam, Ben and Me

 

Last summer Andrea and I took our two boys to see the Rolling Stones in Orlando. It was one of the great nights of my life.

I had seen the Stones four times before, so hearing Gimme Shelter again wasn’t the real thrill, although it sounded as good as ever. The real thrill was being there with Ben and Sam, 18 and 20 respectively, and sharing our history with them, and our joy. They might prefer Kanye to Mick, but they knew they were watching something special, to me, to Andrea, and to the collective memory of 55 thousand screaming baby boomers.

The experience got me to thinking about the power of Docyoumentary, which is what I do for a living. When a person asks me to make a film about his or her life, he’s asking me to share the stories and moments that have mattered, with children and grandchildren. Andrea and I were lucky enough to live such a moment together with our boys. The joy of playing your Docyoumentary for your family is watching people who matter to you delight in what you have delighted in, and value what you have valued. With apologies to Mick and Keith, in this instance anyway, you can always get what you want.