The title is actually taken from a really sappy song that was very popular for a
time during
the 70s, sung by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young.
I just opened a small envelope containing a note written almost sideways
across the paper by my 15 year-old daughter who at the time of writing was en route to
Miami. She wrote:
“I’m on the airplane (she wrote ‘airplaine’) and it’s incredibly boring.
Sorry about the handwriting, but I’ve never really been able to write
straight on blank paper. I’m sitting beside a perfect, happy family, and I
think I’m going to shoot myself! A little depressing, but I resent families
like that. I consider them fake, ‘cause there’s got to be something wrong
with them that they’re hiding.”
That gave me pause for a moment, but I’m glad that at 15 she’s already a
seasoned traveler, not easily taken in by appearances, and can laugh at her
own interpretations.