Earlier this week I was interviewed by a potential client to collaborate with her on a new book. She asked a few questions about my writing and then she asked me about writing First Things First with Kurt and Brenda Warner.
I know what people are expecting. They’re expecting me to give them some dirty little secret about the Warners (I didn’t learn any) or some insider knowledge into Kurt’s job (Kurt never once discussed football strategy with me, not too surprising if you know me well), or maybe some really cool fan moment where I touched his Super Bowl ring (hard to get excited about that when his kids wear it for dress-up). So I shared with her the same two stories that I tell anyone who asks about my time with the Warners.
The first story about Jesse Jo, I blogged about yesterday. If you haven’t seen the video, go there now, I’ll wait.
But today I promised to share the second story. This is my single favorite memory from being at the Warner’s house. I think my answer surprised the client. It wasn’t what she expected me to say in the middle of an interview to write her book. But it is what it is, and it’s my favorite memory.