Tall Awah
Worf posted about a kid from High School, who, wanting to prove that student government was a joke, ran on the Bozo ticket. He described how the kid had dressed as Bozo and was elected.
The words hit me as an electric shock and I had to move from the computer, quickly typing lol and brb.
As I moved to the Ladies room, I could see the images of my son, Scott, dressed as Bozo, going to school, being elected.
I recall how Scott made his making proclamations about the ‘joke’ of student government around the dinner table, all of us, laughing and adding little bits of ideas.
Worf had a lot of the ‘backstory’, I knew I was corresponding with Jerry. My nephew, Jerry. For how many months had I carried on this friendship with my nephew?
I went over our past conversations, feeling almost as if I had committed incest.
Yet….
