When Mike Rowe announced on social media that he was having an author event inside a church in Baltimore, I figured it would be a smaller, intimate crowd of fans waiting for a chance to get an autographed copy of his new book, “The Way I Heard It”, and a photo opp. Not being familiar with the Church of the Redeemer in Baltimore, I crawled into the parking lot to witness a long line of people waiting patiently on one side of the circular sidewalk of the front of the church with people making a U-turn once that line reached the curb to wrap around onto the driveway. I was grateful that a parking attendant directed me to park on the grass as there were no empty spots left in sight. I ended up getting premium parking as a result. I wasn’t very lucky when I got inside. Upon entry, I was greeted by a colorful stained glass display of vibrant reds, yellows, and oranges; the fall colors provided the perfect backdrop for an October book signing event. However, I also couldn’t find a place to sit despite flying solo that evening. So I skedaddled to the side, noting where the chair intended for Mike was facing and tried to find a spot close enough to stand without obstructing anyone’s view. Although it was 30 minutes past the time it was supposed to start, the audience didn’t seem
perturbed by it as Mr. John Rowe, Mike’s dad, suddenly appears with his tablet in both hands, stands in front of the church, and snaps away to document the night’s turnout. Not long after, Mrs. Rowe could be spotted off to the other side of the church, and Mike Rowe strides in in a blue button-down shirt with rolled-up sleeves and blue jeans, the same color and style scheme as the clothes he wore for the cover of his book. Mrs. Rowe was tasked to introduce her son for that night’s event, and she quickly dived into her role by citing HER accomplishments as a bestselling author. After a few minutes of “shameless”, humorous plugging of her book, she finally talked about her son—about how in the 80s, she and her husband would miss Sunday service (and to admit it inside a church nonetheless) in order to catch Mike’s opera performances. In the 90s, she supported her son’s QVC gig by staying up at 3 a.m. to catch her son’s latest gaffes and drools as Mike product-tests a mattress he was trying to sell and actually falls asleep on it (Mike denies this, but Mrs. Rowe claims that mothers know best.). But through it all, you can sense the pride she has in her son and in all his accomplishments, and through it all, she never failed to acknowledge the man who has been at her side through all her son’s ups and downs, her Prince Charming, John Rowe.
Mike finally took the mike (ahem!) and was able to field questions raised by the host. She started out with a question during his time with the opera, which led to questions about his time with QVC, and Mike probably won’t be able to avoid talking about Dirty
Since the event started late, the host was gracious enough to shorten her time to give room for audience Q &
A. What struck me was the number of people who had to drive long distances just
to attend the book signing. My drive took around 40 minutes which I considered
a relatively long drive coming from two counties away. But the first question
went to a man from Michigan (that’s at least, more than two states away, let
alone count the counties in between!) who asked about Mike's possible return as Tim
Allen’s brother in Last Man Standing
which led to Mike talking about Tim’s challenge to getting their prostates
checked, and Mike talking about his doctor’s finger up in the nether regions (The
venue for the event never changed and this talk still happened inside the
church.). Then the mike went to an audience member from Virginia (depending on
which part, that could at least be a couple of hours’ drive) who asked how he
has been able to keep his private life private in the public eye (“By not
saying anything,” Mike advises.). This is then followed by a lady from Delaware
(you get the picture!) who wanted a shirt donation from Mike so she could make
a teddy bear for a very sick friend. He obliged after a brief mental tug of war
on the appropriateness of taking off his shirt in a sacred sanctuary (showing good
self-restraint). A man from Carroll County wanted advice for his son who is
going to trade school where he launched into a story that didn’t directly
address the question (or was forgotten somewhere as he delved into his story).
A woman talked about how his Returning
the Favor show affected her and effectively showed her that there are so
many good people out there. And the last question of the night went to an
11-year old girl who is a fan of a show that ended when she was 4 years old.
She asks Mike that out of all the dirty jobs he did for his show, which one would
he choose if he weren’t a TV personality. Keeping up with the theme of “free
association” and losing track of the original question as he ventures a little
off-tangent in telling his stories, he does the same for this last question—a question he answered by deflecting back to why he did the show in the first
place, which is to honor his grandfather whom he obviously admired and could
never aspire to even come close.
The night ended with another long
line to have a picture taken with Mike Rowe in the narthex of the church. I
quickly read the first three stories while waiting and as I got closer, I saw
that there will be no opportunities for a quick question and conversation as they
were trying to have everyone smile, click, and pass out the card for people to just download
the photo in the comforts of their home. I don’t blame them as there were more
people after me, still waiting for their turn.
On my way out, as I pulled on my jacket
as the air was nippy, I decided to take one last walk in with the intention of
taking one more picture of a poster of the book for blogging purposes. As I
did, I noticed that Mike’s dad, John Rowe, was still in the building. He’s no
Elvis, but I actually thought he and Mrs. Rowe may have already retired for the
night. I approached him to make small talk, and he was very kind and courteous
in answering my questions about when his wife’s second book was coming out. I
thanked him and left the venue on a high note.
What struck me was
how much positivity there was in the room and how people do need a touch of levity
in light of today’s negative news environment. Although I knew most of the Mike stories that were told and retold during the night’s events, the delivery is
what makes them still funny to listen to. One gets drawn into the obviously
warm relationship Mike has with his parents as he speaks glowingly of them
returning the favor of his mom’s adoring introductory remarks of him. This
proves the popularity of the Rowe family as they show how they maneuver this
journey called life through respect, humility, optimism, and plenty of good
humor to pass around.
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