Happy April Fool's Day! In my opinion, this day ranks second only to Halloween, because just as with the big H, there's no special menu involved, no minimum family dosage, no hoary songs or ill-suited gifts. What could possibly be better than one entire day devoted to pranks, jokes, and tomfoolery?
This was my first AFD at my new job, so I dialed it back a little. Just a little. I reeled in a few suckers, but gently.
The last e-mail I got from my mom was dated February 13, 2004. She'd forwarded a dog joke, along with a few extra lines telling me about her recent road trip. April Fool's Day makes me feel close to her. Her corny jokes embarrassed me mightily when she was still with us, but now I think I'd give anything to pick up the phone and hear her pretending to be the U.S. Postal Inspector.
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