. I already knew that Ian worked as the executive director of the National
Automobile Transporters Labor Division. In other words, he was responsible for settling
strikes between the employers and the Teamsters. I knew about the Screen Actors Guild,
another American labor union that represented film and television principal and
background performers, but knowing about and understanding the work of unions had
never been my interest.
I awoke early the next morning and set out on a walk around the neighborhood while
Ian was busy on the phone with work-related matters. The first thing I saw was an
adorable black Scottie walking his master, not the other way around. “What’s your dog’s
name?” I asked.
“That’s my father’s name!” A coincidence or a sign? After a very brief conversation, I
continued my walk, smiling to myself.
I kept smiling the whole ten days I spent in Michigan. Ian did his best to show me
what everyday life in his Beverly Hills was like. I expected it to be different from my
home environs, and it was. Infinitely.
As I came to know him better, I found him very methodical and cautious, the exact
opposite of one who made impulsive judgments, as I often did. He was decidedly one of
the most centered and well-balanced men I had ever known. Even more reasons to love
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