Robert Redford. If you don’t know him, here are a few words that could be used to describe him: Timeless, classic, businessman, actor, director, producer, philanthropist, style icon, and stud. This dude is The Man. Not only does he have an impressive resume, in my childhood, he’s also “that guy” in my basement.
Let me explain. I grew up in a late 1800’s Victoria style house with an unfinished, cave-like basement. The type of basement that would freak any child out. It had a rickety old open staircase that led you down to concrete floors, a low pipe-filled ceilings, and rough concrete walls. It was a dungeon. Why would anyone go down there? Well, our laundry and dryer was down in this cave…and most of my sports equipment. There was a door that led to another extremely frightening room that we used specifically for storage. Not much was kept in here and the door to the room was rarely used. On this door, however, had an old black and white photo of Mr. Redford on set of Butch Cassidy and The Sundance Kid. It didn’t necessarily scare me, but the room behind me kept me up at night.
I always asked my mom “who is that guy?” and she’d reply, “well, that’s Robert Redford.”
As I grew up, I became more familiar with who this guy was and learned he was a stand-up guy. A guy that you could probably sit back and grab a beer with and shoot the sh*t about anything. A buddy. Someone who seemed like the same person that he was in his interview to who his character was on screen. So if you’re bored tonight on August 18th, be sure to wish The Man a happy birthday and watch one of his flicks. Here are a few of my favourites: Butch Cassidy and The Sundance Kid, Downhill Racer, Out of Africa, All The President’s Men, and The Sting. Cheers, Robert. Keep doing what you’re doing. – KG