Marc Stamos

Several months ago, Jeana and I started having a scheduled date night during the week. Every Wednesday, we set aside the clutter of daily life and do something together.

Last night’s date was enjoying bake-at-home pizza, and watching Emilio Estevez’s brilliant film Bobby.

The range of emotions that welled up inside of us was wide. We were painfully angry that such a bright light was killed. We were impressed with Emilio’s skillful writing and direction, and the superb acting. We were shaking from the frustration that everything RFK spoke about is still occuring.

All in all, great film, and we look forward to the day when more people see such films and actually join hands with others and endeavour to hlep grow a world we’d all rather live in.

PS: It’s interesting to note that it took Emilio Estevez seven years to get the movie made. At one point, with only 30 pages of script written, he had such a case of writer’s block that he lbegan lying to people about his progress. (His brother Charlie Sheen read the 30 pages and convinced him to finish.)

Jeana and I are happy Emilio persevered. (And Charlie, thanks for being a good brother. I know first hand what having a good brother means!)