“I have nothing but gratitude to you for sharing that experience with me because it is a communion…You have this special connection with someone if you're their first record or their first concert or their first poster or whatever it is… A [grown] women will walk up to me and I see the little girl in her eyes.” — Shaun Cassidy

Sunday, June 19th could have been a sad day. Father’s Day makes me miss my dad even more and, this year, June 19th is the fifth anniversary of my mom’s passing. Instead of dwelling in sadness, we spent the day doing wonderful things. We started the day watching E boat races and enjoying lunch on the deck of the beautiful Lake Geneva Yacht Club.

In the evening, we had a cocktail at the Gatsby Speakeasy of the Arcada Theatre in St. Charles, Illinois before Shaun Cassidy’s Magic of a Midnight Sky concert. My mom first took me to see Shaun Cassidy in 1978 at Alpine Valley. I was eleven and completely starstruck. This time, the theatre was filled with women in their fifties and a few very supportive husbands (Thank you, Eric) who all thoroughly enjoyed the stories and the songs that Shaun performed. It was a lovely day. I think Mom and Dad (whom called Shaun Cassidy “that whippersnapper”) would approve.