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In an early scene from The Godfather, a depressed and wilting Johnny Fontaine mutters in the shadow filled study of Vito Corleone, "Oh Godfather - I don't know what to do; I don't know what to do". As he absored his Godson's tale of woe, Marlon Brando's visage tightens, gathering the shadows of the darkened office into an all but visible storm cloud on his brow. Finally, unable to endure the singer's maudlin wallowing a moment longer, Corleone explodes out of his chair, gives his Godson a vigorous shake, and screams, "You can act like a man"!
Our daughter Lauren earned her way through Middle and High School with a variety of baby-sitting gigs. Aside from the admittedly important earnings, her greatest reward was the privilege of meeting some terrific families and kids, some of whom she maintains contact with from college. One of those Brookfield families is the Conlons, and it was a fortunate day in our lives when, many years ago, they called seeking Lauren's services.