This weekend I was pleasantly surprised when my daughter Regina and her husband Kurt came down from Sacramento and took me to the movies to see Mission Impossible: Rogue Nation. Even though I enjoyed this action packed, two-hour movie starring Tom Cruise, Ving Rhames and a cast of thrill seekers, this outing did not compare with the time I spent with grandchildren: Kennedy, Reagan, and Carter at the house.
Kennedy, who is going to graduate from high school next year, is currently researching which university she wants to attend. We spent some time talking about what experiences she hopes to gain while attending college and the diversity of classmates she will encounter. She also talked to me about her trip to Europe earlier this month and is looking forward to traveling to Australia later in the month with the family. Her European trip was part of a high school student exchange program.
I had a chance to talk with Kennedy about the recent family reunion in North Carolina since she was traveling during that time. It was a good time for us to exchange our experiences this summer as we flipped through the pages of the Life and Legacy of Floyd and Essie Brown in Trenton, North Carolina book. She could follow along because she went there last year with us.
Now Reagan and Carter were happy to play with the large beach balls given to them by their Uncle Robert, so after their initial hellos and seeing that I was doing well, I became an after thought.
Kurt and Regina spent some time catching me up on what they are doing in their jobs as city manager and head of California Black Media. I am so proud of what they are doing but most importantly that they would take the time to visit and take me to the movies.