The Unending Production of Life
The Unending Production of Life Even when my father was unemployed, he was always working. In August 2012, I received a call from my father. We spoke about the Dodgers, the coming election and the Los Angeles heat wave when he casually said, “I’m going to Ghana tomorrow.” “Uh, what?” “I’m meeting with an investor for our movie. He owns a gold mine and wants to get in the film business.” I was accustomed to my father meeting with strange people all over the world in his never-ending search for film funding. But Ghana? “Who are you traveling with?”
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