I've loved my life. I wouldn't trade it for anything. The things I've done...the places I've been...the things I've seen, people I've known....this has been one great life. If I died tomorrow, I'd have no regrets.
Every once in a while, I think about when I was a kid, growing up on the burlesque circuit in the 1970's. Man, those were fun times. I loved traveling with Mother in the summer on the road. I wish home schooling would have been legal back then.
There's so many stories to tell....of growing up, since I've been an adult...I need to start writing some more of those stories.
It really means a lot to me personally to know that the beginning films I'm making are of my Mother...an old stripper....these films of mine right now couldn't be any more personal...
My Mother, Opal, aka PHONE SEX GRANDMA:
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You have a tragic life story.
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