Geo’s Media Blog (Hey There Nathaniel) Edited

Dear Nathaniel,
Hey, buddy, I’m writing to tell you about a beautiful creature I fell in love with many years ago and was so smitten by her that I left my band so I could spend more time with her. We were called the Jury, and at the time we had the #1 Canadian record in Canada. How crazy was that?
We met at the St. Boniface Hospital in Winnipeg where I was patiently waiting for your Uncle Curtis to be born so I’m sure you can imagine how shocked and surprised I was when your Mom showed up instead. I, of course, had no plan for her, I only had a big one ready for Curtis, but knowing her as I do, she probably had an idea or two of her own.
Your Mom has provided me with so many cherished memories over the years that I would be remiss if I didn’t share a few of them with you.
With our #1 record
still on the charts
My baby girl Candis
grabbed hold of my heart.

Time to grow up and be a man
But I still kinda miss
just being a kid in a
Rock&Roll band.
I fondly remember her first Christmas, the presents around the tree looked similar to how it looks at your place at Christmas time. They almost covered the entire living room floor, and I can still see her sitting in the middle of it all, just kinda looking around as she licked the Smartie I was feeding her whenever your Ra Ra wasn’t watching.
It almost took all day to open up her gifts, and the one I remember was the green race car her “little” Grandpa had given her which you peddled. I have no idea what my Dad was thinking at the time because at three months old, it was going to be a little awkward for her to peddle it.
The funny thing about your mother was, she could actually sing before she could talk and because of that, she loved Christmas trees because the ornaments looked like little microphones just waiting for her to sing into them.
After leaving my band back in Winnipeg, I got into radio, which meant we moved around a lot. Eventually, we left Canada after living in Saskatoon, Sudbury, Ottawa, and Toronto and moved to Indianapolis. Your Mom started Kindergarten there and was just an average student until she hit the 5th grade and met Mr. Koke. Mr. Koke not only turned her on to learning, but he also turned her into an “A” student for the rest of her life.
Nathaniel, Buppa spent most of his life trying to be somebody, and it wasn’t until I attended several award ceremonies for your Mom, that I finally realized I was somebody, I was Candis Johns’ Dad.

As smart as your Mom was and still is, she like you, wasn’t a nerd and in fact, ended up finishing 3rd in State in gymnastics when she was your age.
I don’t know if you know or not, but only 23% of the population of America is what is referred to as being a “type A,” and your Mom is one of them. She was never shy about anything and every time we moved into a new neighborhood; she’d go door to ask if they had any children who could play with her? I can’t imagine your Aunty Cami (pictured with your Mom below) doing that in a million years. Her “showbiz” career started in the second grade where, because she was one of the smallest in the class, she got to wear the Donald Duck costume at a school event. I believe that her only job was to look cute and pass out pamphlets or something, but once that duck costume went on, she was on. She immediately started doing cartwheels down the aisles and started shaking everybody’s hand as the teachers stood there shocked.

One of the neatest things that happened Nathaniel, was when we moved to California, your Mom had already started school in Indiana, and even though she didn’t attend Coronado High until late November, she still was the “Freshman Of The Year.” (pictured above with uncle Curtis and your great-grandparents Sandy and Betty Johns) The following year she was the “Junior Of The Year” and the lead in the school’s big production of “South Pacific.” (see newspaper picture below)

During her Junior year, she was on the speech and debate team and managed to win the state tournament with a composition she composed as she walked towards the stage. (see picture above)
Even though we weren’t excited about it, she finished high school in France. (I’d made a deal with her that if she got straight, A’s she could go) When she returned home to graduate with her class, (see picture below), Buppa purchased a surprise “Welcome Home” billboard at the entrance to the Coronado bridge. Unfortunately, it stayed up for several months which was somewhat of an embarrassment because whenever she met someone, they’d immediately say, “Are you the chick on the billboard?”

Your Mom began her college career at NYU in New York where she studied drama. (your grandparents were also not very excited about her living in New York) Discovering that she could learn acting anywhere, she decided to switch back to academics where she made the Deans List and then and then transferred to UCLA.
A year or so later when she went back to New York for a visit, she popped in to see her old drama professor at NYU. He wanted to see if she still had her chops, so he had her read for him. After doing so, he told her that she was wasting her time going to college, she was as ready to audition for Broadway plays. He even offered to call me and explain the situation, but your Mom told him that there was no need for him to do that because I was already her biggest fan. Whew!

While at UCLA she began writing songs and singing with at the Whiskey the Roxy and several other venues in Hollywood. (pictured singing at the Roxy above) Even though singing was her whole life, she also loved to run, so we decided to run the LA Marathon together. (see a picture of us running a 10k in San Diego below) Running that Marathon was absolutely not only the hardest, but it was also the most significant thing that I’ve ever done with my daughter.
We didn’t get to train together much, although we did get to do an excellent training run along the Mediterranean in the South of France when I took her back there for her 21st birthday.

After graduating Magna Cum Laude from UCLA, (I’m thinkin’ Suma for you) she began working as the assistant to a record company president named Charlie Minor which eventually led to her becoming the Licensing Director for WEA. (Warner Bros. Electra and Asylum Records)She also recorded an album with her band The Tortured Poets, but by now she was too smart and wouldn’t sign the onesided contract. The album was never released, but Buppa has it, so I get to enjoy it over and over again, and you can hear my favorite cut from it by clicking on the link at the bottom of the page,

While training for more marathons a couple of things happened, she begins a relationship with your Dad and also decides to become an Ironman. (see picture above) Are you sh**ing me! 
I’ll never forget the night before the competition when we were enjoying a carbo-loading dinner at Camp Pendleton (your Dad couldn’t be there because he had been bitten by a rattlesnake while running trails back in LA) and the Company Commander got up to speak. He said, “We Marines are supposed to be the toughest people on earth, but I’ll tell you this, I don’t have a single Marine on this base who can do what you’re going to do tomorrow.” I think your Mom missed the part about the event being called the Ironman, not the Ironwoman.
At WEA, (Warners, Electra, Asylum and Rhino Records) where she was their Licensing Director and a rising star, suddenly, she walked away from it all, married your Dad and became “Supermom.” (pictured with you & me below)
Huh?
Love, Buppa.

To hear Candis sing her composition, “Let Me” click on the link below.
https://youtu.be/9bGbdutAkZ0

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