To the poor guy who had to endure two meals with my way too vocal mother, and then one with my entire family for my graduation dinner a while ago – I’m sorry if my mom embarrassed you with the heckling to ask me out. She’s lovely but strange. I couldn’t believe you remembered where we sat last time. You were very sweet and made that funny dinner more enjoyable. —Red Head
This article appears in Jun 23-29, 2011.