In my teens and 20's, I wanted to look great.
Into my 30's, I wanted to look really good.
In my 40's and 50's, I hoped I looked good enough.
Now in my 60's, I realize no one cares what I look like.
Well, except maybe me.
Not sure which is more upsetting in the bigger picture:
- the opinions expressed in Harrison Butker's speech
or
- people being angry that he has an opinion different from theirs.
Last May, Judy, Sherry, Laurie and I took a train from Chicago to St. Paul (visiting 2nd cousin Molly McMahon and her cool family, joined, t...