By Jake Carroll - Senior, Branson School
I wish Martin Sheen was my Grandpa. That much was clear from the moment he walked out of the conference room door, in tasteful clothes, immaculate hair, Dumbledore glasses, and a dopey but endearing look on his face. He loafed around the hallway, for a bit before he spied Connor McGuigan (fellow FastForward Reporter extraordinaire) and myself, and his face lit up. We had just been offered a chance to sit down and talk to Martin Sheen and Emilio Estevez, so normally it was our faces that were doing the lighting up. Sheen, however, seemed genuinely interested, he immediately came over to us, “What’re your names? Are you gonna interview us today?” His excitement towards talking to kids was palpable, perhaps owing to the good relationship with his own son, Emilio Estevez. Estevez sat next to his father for the interview, ready to let Sheen impart all of his worldly wisdom onto us youth, but not afraid to make a joke at his expense, “They might have some questions, dad.” He prodded after a particularly long, yet engaging tangent from Sheen.
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