I often close my shows with the following patter…
“What you’ve seen me do is nothing more than tricks and illusions, but I assure you magic is real! There’s the magic of a first kiss. The magic of a child being born. The magic of the seasons changing. That’s the real magic you want to keep alive in your hearts.”
I was reminded that there’s magic in words and feelings no matter one’s age. Rose and I attended our friend’s magic convention this past weekend, Metro-Magic. Rose asked permission to sell paper balloons at the registration desk for $5.00 each. All of the procedes go to the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. With a donation, Rose enetered the names into a drawing for a carry bag, shirt and over $100 in magic tricks donated by Bob Solari Magic, Tony Clark Productions and The Trickery. Response was great.
The first hour of the convention is the Dealer Demo where magic dealers go on stage for 3-5 minutes to hawk their wares and promote their booth at the show. I just didn’t want to do that so I offered my spot to Rose for her to pitch the donation thing. She did a great job! Just before the Dealer Demo, three young magicians approached my booth. They were good kids about 14 or 15 years old. The father of one of them dropped them off early in the morning to spend the day enjoying non-stop magic. I demoed some of my wares as they made their way from one dealer to the next.
It was a little while after Rose made her speech that she was approached by one of these kids. He wanted to donate $40.00 and wanted to know if she would accept a credit card. He explained that he lost his grandpa to Leukemia in 2009 and that his grandfathers name was also Howard. He told Rose that she could call his father to verify he was an authorized user on the credit card. She didn’t do that. Instead she was about to enter him for the raffle when he said, “I don’t want anything. I just want Howard to be well!”
Most adults don’t have the heart-felt generosity that this kid showed to us. He never met us before and somehow he made several people cry that day with his compassion. Truly a magical moment! Oh! While he didn’t enter the drawing, he did leave with another bag of goddies, hand-selected by me!