Thirty years ago, I had tickets to see The Who as part of their Reunion Tour in Toronto, except I never got to use them. My father, without consulting me first, committed me to work the night of the concert. I was apocalyptic, with an extra dash of over dramatization, as only a 20 year old can pull off. How did he not understand that this was the very last time The Who would tour? Like ever?! The job that took The Who away from me 30 years ago. Technically I could have blown off work, …
