Dear Willie Aames,
When I was younger, my father went to jail. It was in jail that he found Jesus. After his release, he began to mend his relationship with me. A huge part of that was Saturday mornings at Christian Supply Store in Portland, OR. They had a kids hour where we sat and watched puppets or artists and it was great fun. Every so often, there would be a fun parking lot carnival day. It was at one of these carnivals that my life would change, thanks to you.
My dad convinced me to check out a show they were having around the corner, towards the back parking lot. Myself and maybe eight or nine other kids sat on the ground and watched Bibleman. Afterwards we got to meet Bibleman.. you in purple spandex.
Immediately following, I collected all four (only four!) Bibleman videos, and the CDs. Everytime you were at Christian Supply Store, so was I.

@ The Portland Expo Center
Once there was some Christian convention at the Expo Center, and you were there. I believe the year was 1998. You’d moved away from the dancing/singing idea and were more actiony.. which I wasn’t happy with, but dealt with anyway.
The next (and last) time I saw you was in 2002 or 2003.You had a show at a big church in Portland and my dad and I decided to get tickets. A few minutes before the show started, I walked to the front of the church and looked back at the sold out building. As I walked back to my dad, I was beaming with pride. From a handful of us in the Christian Supply Parking lot to that? And how many more churchfulls of families were there across America?
Earlier this year, I read about your struggles.. the turn in your life. I called my dad and we both sat on the phone, speechless, hurting for you. Not out of disappointment or anger, but out of pain. You unknowingly were one of the biggest factors in the mending of our relationship in the months after he got out of jail. You taught me Scripture, songs to help me remember Scripture, and those things have had such an impact on me that I still frequently use things I’ve learned from the Bibleman videos when talking to people.
Today I saw your episode of Famous and Broke, and I am pretty sure I was in some state of crying throughout the whole thing. But mostly:
I am proud of you. You are, and always have been, a person who has meant a lot to me. In a purple spandex suit or a business suit, you are important. The good you have done in the lives of countless children (and the joy you brought to countless young girls back in the day!) remains.
Watching Broke and Famous, your demeanor reminded me of my dad. He still has a temper and occassionally has to slip me some quarters if he swears, but he is a man of God. I wasn’t able to find out how your faith has been affected through all of this or where you are at now spiritually, but I hope that your life is still a reflection of the opening credits of Bibleman -
Miles Peterson… A man who had it all: wealth, status, success. But still, something was lacking. Miserable, alone, his spirit beaten, Miles Peterson gave up. Then, in his darkest hour, the words of a single book began to change his life. At last, Miles Peterson felt the burning desire to know God. Inspired by the Word of God, and equipped with unyielding faith, Miles pledged to fight evil in the name of God..
Love,
Stephanie
According to Dictionary.com;
I’ve always known that secretly Apollo 13 is one of my favorite movies; but I can never remember what happens in it (except something bad) so I have refrained from ever declaring that. However, as I sit here watching it (!!!!!) I have decided that it is definitely one of my faves.
Then one day I developed an uncontrollable, near-crippling fear of the deep ocean (I wrote a little about it
As I watched Tom Hanks ( <3 ) prepare for launch (and Kevin Bacon, and some other guy?) I wondered what that must be like, to be so small sitting in a huge rocket thing, built at the hands of men who are not perfect. How terrifying. I was getting scared watching it. (Bill Paxton? Is that the other guys name?)
Even still, I’d do so knowing that I could be the Titanic of outerspace – the indestructible, NASA-approved vehicle that gets side swiped by some debris from a previous mission, and then our oxygen starts leaking until we all are pulled out of our unsinkable space craft, our bodies destined to float around the universe much like the remains of the Titanic floated around the cold Atlantic.
Awhile ago, maybe early September, I went to Starbucks. Little did I know how much my world would change because of that trip. While making small talk with the (cute) barista, we somehow started talking about movies. He asked me if I’d ever seen ‘The House Bunny.’ Of course, I hadnt. I’m not a huge movie person. So I started to casually look for it to pop up on OnDemand.







Hello, Seattle.




ps sneezes smell weird, anyone else agree?




















