The majority of my cousins on mom’s side of the family exhibited some sort of artistic talent at one point or another. A few examples: Natalie in Puerto Rico is a dancer; Alex in Miami, a painter; and Joe in New York, a drummer and actor. (I don’t intentionally mean to leave people out, but these are the ones that immediately come to mind.) As for myself, I sang, I acted, and I drummed in two different kinds of marching bands. (Oh, and there was that one-day gig in a kazoo band, but that was for a television gag, so it doesn’t count.)
Then there’s Chris, pictured above and also in New York, who this week wraps up a stint with the Hudson Valley Shakespeare Festival. He’s even featured prominently in the local paper up there.
Not only that, but according to the article, New York City’s PBS station will air a one-hour special on the festival hosted by Kristen Chenoweth, followed by a presentation of Twelfth Night. Chris is snare drumming in that production.
So this leaves me very proud of him. And very jealous. But mostly proud.


