Brig, My Famous Child
Brig is convinced that he is famous. He has been on tv (in the background), in the paper (lots of people in our town are in the paper), and he hopes to someday be on Ellen. He sees no problem with calling Ellen up and inviting himself to be a guest on her show because she is famous just like he is. They understand each other.
Delusions of grandeur.
So, a couple of weeks ago, his Special Olympics swim coach called me and asked me if Brig would participate in the Torch Run this year. The police officers in our city run the torch from City Hall to Walmart, where they gather on top of the Walmart and solicit donations for Special Olympics. I said, “SURE!” knowing Brig would love an excuse to miss a little bit of school.
I showed up yesterday morning at 8:00 at City Hall, expecting to drop Brig off and leave. I had a busy day with it being Ben’s birthday and all. There were little things like driver’s licenses to get and birthday cakes to buy. When Brig and I walked over to the small crowd gathering I realized that Brig wasn’t one of the Special Olympics runners. He was the runner. The torch bearer, in fact.
Meaning he spoke to the mayor. Had his picture made in front of the sign. Started the race with all of the police officers following him (many of whom he knew, because he is famous, of course).
So the race started, Brig enjoyed the attention, and I left. And a couple of hours later, his swim team coach called and said, “Tune in to xyz radio station! They’re about to interview Brig!” I was in the drive-up line at a local coffee shop, and I tuned it in, and just as the man asked for my order, here came Brig’s voice over the airwaves, not just of our city but of the whole surrounding area, because this was a station out of Huntsville! Surreal. I had called Chewydad who ran out to his car with a tape recorder and managed to record the interview. Click on the arrow to hear it (they talk to another person in the middle, but if you keep listening, they talk to Brig again at the end).
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That night we tuned in to the local television news because I had noticed some video cameras present when Brig started the run. He wasn’t on, so we headed on out for dinner to celebrate Ben’s birthday. As we were finishing our meal, a friend called and said, “I just saw Brig on the news! They said his name and age and everything!” Dang it–we missed it! We’re working on getting a copy of the report.
So this morning I am awake before the rest of the family, except for Sam who has always had an internal alarm for 0-dark-thirty. I walked out to get the paper, opened it up, and found Brig on the front page!

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Hey Ellen, Brig is awaiting your call.

May 3rd, 2008 at 6:54 pm
I’m kicking myself for not getting Brig’s autograph when I saw him this past October….as he truly is famous.
I have a feeling Ellen will be calling!!!
Do you mind if I share this post with the crew at PALS? I know they will love to read this.
May 4th, 2008 at 10:11 am
What a photo. I keep having to wipe away tears. That’s great, Chewy.
May 4th, 2008 at 12:11 pm
*grin*
Hugs to you and your infamous son!
May 5th, 2008 at 11:06 am
That picture is wonderful! Wow.
May 5th, 2008 at 1:46 pm
That’s so cool.
May 6th, 2008 at 9:50 pm
How cool is that?!! Brig IS famous! Go Brig! You win all those competitions! And I just LOVE the newspaper picture! It’s awesome!!!!