37 Times

If I like a song, I listen to it until I’m bored. If I like a book, I read it until I’m exhausted. Those who know me know that I can eat industrial quantities of chocolate ice cream. If I like a movie, I can watch it 365 days a year, and that’s not an exaggeration! It is even worse if there is an actor I like in the movie.

And it is worse yet if I first saw the actor when I was six years old.

It was a movie from New Zealand; he was a freckled blond boy with buck teeth.

I fell so deeply in love with that boy that I made my parents watch the movie 37 times. That platonic love lasted my entire childhood.

I sent him several letters, and I would write on the envelopes: “Mr. Mailman, I don’t know the address, but please bring this to New Zealand and deliver it to Andrew Kerr, the boy from the movie Small But Dangerous.” Later I discovered, to my great disappointment, that my parents had never put my letters in the mail. I’ve kept them to this day because I still think that I can somehow get them to him.