Name Dropping

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My brother has been trying to help out a girl who you may/may not have read about in the news, Katelyn Kampf. Last September she was kidnapped by her parents (she was 19), tackled and tied up because she was pregnant and they wanted her to have an abortion. There is a lot more to this story and if you are interested, you can read about it here. Her parents trial was last week and their resulting sentencing.....counseling. Needless to say, there are a lot of people not too happy about it (her parents are very wealthy and had lots of lawyers....).

Evan traveled with her to NY this week to interview with Good Morning America (the piece should hopefully air this coming week) and he has been fielding calls for her and trying to help her with some things (there is a lot more to the story).

Yesterday he called me and wanted me to guess who had called him. One of his not-most-favorite people, but sort of funny. Al Sharpton. I'm not kidding. Can you imagine answering your phone and finding out it's Al Sharpton on the line? Now he's in the middle of the situation, so I'm sure he's aware it's a possibilty, but still... And to boot, Al Sharpton asked him how he felt about him personally. And Evan told him. Not really his favorite person in the world. Of course, he felt he should give him the benefit of the doubt after talking to BILL O'REILLY.

Today, the phone rings again. Guess who? Jesse Jackson. I'm not making this up. I think I would start laughing. You know that I am personally waiting for the president to call me. I'd settle for a TV3 personality - that's the closest I've ever been to seeing/talking to anyone. I did see George Hirshmann once walking outside the TV3 weatherlab...but I digress..

I think this is rather funny. Of course, I'm not sitting by waiting for MY phone to ring. If anyone famous called me, I'd probably hang up and figure it was a joke. How would you not think that? So, there's the closest I will probably come to fame. Through my brother. But figured I would share it with you. And next week? There's a good possibility that they might be flying out to Chicago to meet a certain lady named Oprah. So. There you have it. My name dropping for the week. Month. Year. Most likely my life.