I actually met Mary Tyler Moore a couple times a lifetime ago when I worked in a restaurant in Millbrook, NY (circa 1988) called Allyn’s Restaurant. All I really remember of her was that she had these enormous glasses that made her eyes look like half dollar coins (she was farsighted) and that she got really upset if her vegetable orders were prepared any way other than steaming. The chef and owner was a guy named Allan Katz (and his wife Denise). I learned a lot about life from him. I was just a young kid working as a busboy/barback/dishwasher, but he treated me well and I always looked forward to sitting around the patio at night listening to all the cooks and the bartender Marty (he was a character and really knew how to make a drink) and Allan and Denise talk after I sneaked around back and got stoned with some of the cooks.
You should be good to kids who are 16-18 and recognize that while they are still kids in many regards they are also young adults, and they pick up a lot on how you are supposed to treat people and how you are supposed to look at life. I was like a sponge. I was lucky I was around a lot of good people. Here’s a bio on Allan from the CIA (the good one). He seems to be running a not for profit dog treat company called Good Reasons that hires the disabled. That’s not even remotely surprising.