Last night after dinner, my wife, daughter and I circled around the table and knocked out signs for today’s Women’s March in Portsmouth, NH. This is what I came up with:
This Man For Women Everywhere
I will be lost in the crowd today with my sign, of course. But that’s okay. Because I’m mostly interested in being seen by just one person, and that’s my daughter Quetzal. She’s eleven, soon to be twelve. And although I think she well understands already how I feel about women and their place in the world, our parading three-as-one today will be good. I think she’ll remember it.