Dear Mike, It’s my birthday, and I want to go to work with you.
(Pretty sure this is how she remembers me)
Back in June of 1990, my mother woke up every morning at 3am to watch me impersonate a salesman
On the positive side, I awoke.
I just got a text from my mother, along with the attached photo.
It started with a simple request from Evan to sing Happy Birthday to his girlfriend, Dani – in return for a donation to mikeroweWORKS. Turns out there was a copyright issue. And then some beer. And then…this. Anyway, that was two years ago. (I hope they’re still together…) Mike’s Facebook Page Mike Rowe | Facebook