Eighteen years ago today, Lisa and I had our first “official” date. We watched Bill Clinton give hist first “State of the Union” address to Congress. Aww . . .
Now, our love has finally reached the age of majority. It can vote, form contracts, go to the casino, and buy lottery tickets and cigarettes legally. It no longer has the luxury of being sent to juvie for minor infractions. In New Hampshire it can ride a motorcycle without a helmet. In Puerto Rico and the U.S. Virgin Islands, it can buy its own booze.
It’s a brave new world for our relationship.