I was really against my son
Erik Seidenglanz being a street performing magician. "But he was determined to go when it got dark, because there was a bigger crowd coming in for yogurt then. I thought that as soon as he headed up the street in the dark he'd be scared. Well, he went out the front door, and about a minute later he was back saying, 'Would you walk with me up to the corner? It's dark.' So I went up with him and parked myself across the street on the bus stop bench watching, the protective mother."
