We have started watching Anne of Green Gables for our Thursday Night Cinema Series, and I am suddenly missing my Grandpa.
I suppose I certainly see Anne as a kindred spirit not only in terms of melodramatic musings and wonderfully imaginative insults, but heightened sensitivity to the importance of spelling a name correctly.
And following the example of people like Matthew and my Grandpa, maybe I will try to be a little more kind for a while, at least until someone is mean, at which point I will wish something dreadful upon them (see title above).
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