Today, of course, is a special day because it is Thomas “Stonewall” Jackson’s birthday. We honor him on here because he shares the same birthday as me (month and day… we were born in different years) AND because he had, perhaps, the best military nickname ever. If not the best, it’s at least in the conversation.
It’s also special because I turn 38 today. Unlike Sonny, I acknowledge my birthday because I don’t fear growing older. Why don’t I fear growing older? Because old men get to say whatever they want and people are willing to overlook at lot of (potentially) offensive things because that’s just “Old Mr. Horres” talking. I’m not exactly sure what age you have to reach to receive this ability, but I’m looking forward to reaching it. Of course, to take advantage of this superpower you have to actually talk. And that, friends, is why Sonny isn’t as excited to grow old as I am.
A little game I like to play every now and then when I’m on the phone with Mom or Teresa Lynn is to say something like “Yeah, I would have called you sooner, but Sonny called me and was just talking my ears off… I couldn’t get him off the phone”. They don’t want to believe me… they know I’m lying… but deep down they can’t help but think maybe I’m telling the truth. It’s fun…
I did tell Mom one time that if she really wanted to talk to Sonny, she should just hold her phone up to her ear and talk. It’s not that different from actually calling him and talking to him. Ha!
January 21st is significant for two other people (besides me and me and Stonewall Jackson)… Medal of Honor recipient Major Richard D. Winters was born on January 21, 1918 while Medal of Honor recipient First Lieutenant Harry F. Welsh died on January 21, 1995.
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