I called this year of my life “The Year of the Fools”. Since turning forty-one in July of 2021, I’ve thought about that theme and what it could mean. Today on April Fools’ Day, I presumed I would identify somehow or finalize the meaning of this day in age… My Poppa used to travel ritually on April first with a flight and that stood out in my mind even today as an odd choice. So I guess I would do the same or book a trip to commemorate if I could. I had fun with the Bruce Willis marathon, but going to pause it since having bad luck after the first four.