The Sound of Silence 0
About this time 24 years ago today I was out back of my workplace in the smoking area with my boss and several other persons. (As an aside, he was one of the best bosses I ever had and no, I no longer smoke.)
We were listening to the silence–silence because the building was under one of the approaches to Philadelphia International Airport directly across the river, but, that day, no planes were flying.
I remember my boss saying, “I’m glad there’s a Texan in the White House.”
How wrong he was.
