I cried while watching Bob and the Monster during a scene where the movie’s subject, musician/drug counselor Bob Forrest, recounts receiving a letter from an inmate in a maximum security prison. The inmate writes that hearing Bob play his song “Memphis” live on the radio gave him hope; he threw a noose he had fashioned into his cell’s metal toilet and made the decision to live.
|By: Elliott Sunday July 17, 2011 2:00 am|
Happy morning! I hope your pancakes are almost ready. Hmm, I wonder what our Marion has to offer.
Our friend Cindy Kouril is hosting Book Salon today, don’t miss it. The book is The Threat Matrix: The FBI at War in the Age of Global Terror. Our Book Salon scheduler Bev has an uncanny sense of timing for things, note that FBI Director Mueller is currently up confirmation for a continuation of his tenure. So join in the discussion, 5pm ET.
And tomorrow, Lisa has a special Movie Night, as you can see from the poster on the right. Personally, I have some serious doubts about Celebrity Rehab, what with the recent and most unfortunate death of Jeff Conaway, perhaps if he had been encouraged/allowed to detox and go clean out of the limelight, he’d be alive today. But Bob Forrest is a *Monster* in the recovery community, so it will be a Movie Night to remember, Lisa scores once again.