The 2011 Oscar
There aren’t many people who like “good” movies more than I do. I love a great story told well be it in a book, on stage, on the big screen or on the little screen.
However, I am not so enamored with all the buzz about the Oscar and the Academy Awards. Although I’ve only been to the Tony and Emmy Awards, the Oscars is an entertainment award show on prozac.
But, my God, why are we so caught up with so many fake people working in a fake world? I admire the skills that go into making a wonderful movie – from script and acting to directing and the technical side, but to be honest there are other people in my life who do great things who don’t get to walk on the red carpet.
I want to give an Oscar to all the tradespeople who have made my life a whole hell of a lot easier. The husband and wife team who installed my new kitchen. The plumber who stopped the leak and put in new pipes in a bathroom. The teachers who taught my kids. I could go on and on.
But my point is simple. We might like to dream about the glamorous life of a star, but we need not be blinded by the spotlights.
With that said, I want to present some of my own Oscars.
Best Wife: Patricia Luzon Begley
Best Daughter: Jennifer Devine
Best Sons (a three-way tie): Jeremy, Nicholas and Kieran Begley
Best Son-in-law: Bryan Devine with a supporting Oscar to Donald and Barbara Devine
Best Daughters-in-law: Sarah Miressi Begley and Courtney Muller Begley with supporting Oscars to Jerry and Muriel Miressi and Steve and Krys Muller
Best Grandchildren: Jillian and Brielle Devine and Andrew Begley
Best Picture: My Life As It is Because My Life Is What I’m Trying to Make It.
I would also like to hand out special Oscars to my sister, Patti Perez and her children and grandchildren (my nephews/ nieces and grand nephews and nieces); my brother, Tom Harkins, his wife Barbara and my nephew and nieces); my sisters and brothers in-law: Annette, Paul, Marianne, Billy, Dave and Eileen…and their children and grandchildren.
And many little Oscars to all those friends who have been there when I needed them – especially to my aunts, uncles and cousins.
And finally some posthumous Oscars to my mothers and fathers and my father-in-law and mother-in-law.
Those are my Oscars. I suggest you hand out your own.