Thanks for being epic. A few weeks ago I was walking with my friends and saw you making eye contact with me. I lifted my hands in a (sincere) I-haven’t-got-any-change-on-me-sorry type of pose, but you didn’t even seem to be asking. You looked at my hair swaying from the bottom of my hat, and said “Long hair! Good boy!” Now everytime I see you I smile and you say some mumbly, happy, appreciated, form of “hello.”
—Long-Haired Child
This article appears in Mar 26 – Apr 1, 2009.
i also need to thank that epic blonde delight! i was walking alone and miserably down spring garden one blizzardy sunday evening and he shouted a cheerful ‘what’s the matter?’ in a silly voice that instantly made my day. i wanted to go back and give you a hug but i didn’t. i hope you at least saw what a huge smile you gave me!