A passing note...now I know what it takes to turn into a 'sir'. You know, we all wondered about it (secretly) in high school...in college..in business...rather relishing the thought. 'Sir'--or 'ma'am'--the honorific, you know? So we waited. We were always one below or to the side, socially; never quite made it to that 'sir' level.
And now...at 51...without, mind my photograph even being available...twice, today, in informal writing groups I'm a 'sir'. And it doesn't feel all that great...suddenly I understand all the fuckin' ads about gray hair and wrinkles. Oh well.
Sir Glenn.
After all, it does have a certain ring...or, then again, maybe it's a dial tone.
Glenn
3:48:52 PM 
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