Got home a little while ago from a colleague's daughter's wedding. Stayed overnight and took my first day off in months. Was seated at table with a few friends, a co-worker with whom I drove to Connecticut, and a few strangers. I think for the third time we have been mistaken for married, which is a huge compliment for me. For her, much less of a compliment. But this old man will take the compliments where I can find them.
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