Your Friend the Ceiling Fan
Today was a trifecta of special occasions: Caroline’s christening, Ana’s birthday, and my first father’s day. Suffice it to say that it was a busy 24 hours at the Mann house. I wanted to have something extra special for both Ana and Caroline — the two women who have give my life such happiness — so for the past month or so I’ve been working on a project: a book entitled “Your Friend the Ceiling Fan.”
The book was published through Blurb, the same service I used to create “My Father and Other Manns: Volume 2” last year. (It’s just about the best service for self-publishing that I’ve come accross, though for small orders of only 2 or 3 books, it can be kinda pricey.)
As anyone who knows Caroline is well aware, she’s just bonkers for ceiling fans. No matter what room or what house she’s in, if she lies on her back and sees a ceiling fan overhead, it makes her downright giddy. The book is my attempt to tell the story of how all her ceiling fans came to be.
But really, it’s just my way of telling my wife and daughter how madly in love with both of them I am.