My Day with Samwise Gamgee
September 14, 2010
Mr. Frodo, I marched trumpet once!
Perhaps the title is an overstatement. Unless “day” also can mean “5 minutes”. If so, then yes, I spent the day with Sean Astin. Funny things, I had just finished carrying 2 euphoniums, a 35-year -old bari sax, and another unusually empty bari sax case (don’t ask…band directors know what strange things are found in storage), and just as I walked out of the band room, BOOM! Samwise! Rudy! Goonie! Trying to find the door to get into the hall where his lecture would later occur…a helpless Hobbit whom I was happy to aid.
“Just..a..few…more..steps..Mr. Frodo”….was what I thought, but did not say, as I have a suspicion that Sean Astin gets more Lord of the Rings lines thrown at him than an Orc who can’t hear through the his helmet. Yes, I resisted to gush over the Goonies, rollick about Rudy, and be a general fanboy. Just a regular Joe helping out a guy who’s not altogether unlike me.
Except I never went to Notre Dame to play football.
Nor did I stop an Italian crime family with Cory Feldman.
I do think my house is about the same size as his was in the Shire, though. That counts for something, right?
Maybe doing my spot-on Golem impression was a bit much. But it IS really, really good…
