Johnny Ace Palmer is one of my all-time favorite magicians. If you are not a magician, you probably have never heard of him (although he has been on TV several times). But among magicians, he is one of the best close-up performers in the world.
My dad and I met Johnny probably 30 years ago. He was a just a local kid performing in a Magic Convention talent contest in Columbus. No one knew his name. He was far from famous. In fact, one night after the evening activities were over, dad and I were going to our hotel and we walked past this car in the convention parking lot. And Johnny was sleeping in his car. He didn't have enough money for a hotel room.
So dad and I invited him (and his animals -- doves and peeps) to stay with us in our room for the rest of the convention. We took him out to dinner with us, hung out with him. If you have ever seen me do the trick when my ring vanishes and it appears back on my finger... Johnny taught me that one (and btw, does it MUCH better than me!)
Months after the convention we opened the mail and there was a small check from Johnny -- trying to pay us back. My dad returned it to him... in shreds... with a note saying something like, "We hate to return this check to you, not because of the current value of the check, but because we believe the signature will be really valuable some day."
Years later, when Johnny had become famous, he was headlining at the same convention where he slept in his car. Dad and I were there -- and Johnny returned the favor. He saved me a seat right up front. After his show, there was this huge line of people (including me) waiting to get his autograph. He saw me there and called me to come up with him. That night, he took dad and me out to dinner and introduced us to all his famous friends -- for a young magician like me, this was one of the highlights of my life.
I sent Johnny an email to tell him about my dad's death. I was not sure he would remember us and not sure how he would respond. But almost immediately, he sent a return email. I'm including our correspondence below.
Honestly, I have had trouble grieving my dad's death. I haven't cried much at all. Until today, I haven't really felt much emotion... any emotion. But the gift of this short email exchange is that it somehow opened me up to feeling again. And I cried.
I cried because I wanted to tell my dad something... and I realized I could not.
Maybe I've moved out of "denial" - I didn't realize I was there. But in an odd way, it feels really good.
I miss my dad. I would have loved to have read him this email exchange. Instead, I let you read it.
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On Apr 17, 2010, at 8:28 AM, Paul Risler wrote:
Hey Johnny
Hope you are well. I'm hoping you still remember me... my dad and I met you years ago at the Magi Fest... which I hear you are coming to next year! I'm buying my tickets. :)
Hey, I wanted you to know that my dad died in early April. He had been getting sick for a while... bunch of stuff wrong... so although it wasn't expected, it was anticipated. In fact, one of his "last request" is that we go and see you. We had talked about coming to see you at the Magic Castle this April if he was doing better and then he went back into the hospital. He died the week you were performing.
I wanted you to know how much he loved your magic... more than that... how much he appreciated you. I just started getting back into magic this year (went to the Magi-Fest in Feb for the first time in probably 10 years or more -- and without dad). So it will be weird going next year.
Anyway... hope you are well. Just wanted you to know.
I still may come out and see you sometime. I will call to make sure you are actually around. :)
blessings,
Paul Risler
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Dear Paul,
You and your dad are fondly remembered.
Your note is much appreciated.
As you probably know, instead the appearing at the Magic Castle the week that includes April Fools Day, I am performing this week. Tonight, I will dedicate my first show to you and your dad.
It will be great to see you at the Magi-Fest.
Please do come visit; whenever you are able.
Once again, thank you for the note.
100% His,
Johnny
Saturday, April 17, 2010
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4 comments:
wow. i am tearing up in donkey. that's a heart-wrencher.
I wanted to tell him something but I couldn't. ... Very powerful, very touching. Your communications with the cyberworld and your couple of blogs on your dad have impacted me. I told Maddie about your dad and she saw me tearing up and just hugged me tightly. I tried to talk to her about making the most of each day and developing stronger communication because we are finite. She still sees daddy as invincible, but this learning thing is a process, for all of us. Blessings.
I remember when someone dedicated something to my mom after she had just died, and my reaction was the same as yours. I think part of it is knowing that your parent made an impact on other people, and thus, lives on.
You made me cry, too. Thanks for sharing this with all of us.
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