I knew the moment I saw her that I would have to summon
the courage to walk up to her and say, "I'm Amy,
and I am documenting one thing, every day that
makes me happy--and that red jacket of yours has made
me smile from ear to ear. Can I take your picture?"
She was as gracious and vibrant as you might expect
a woman wearing this coat to be. Her husband said affectionately,
"I told her when she got it that it was too shiny."
Virginia herself admitted, "I can't wear it when I
substitute teach because they told me that it
looks like that Jackson guy's--you know, Michael."
I told her to shine on. And that I loved it.
She told me where she got it--and even took it off
to show me the label.
Virginia and her husband are traveling to North Carolina
to spend Thanksgiving with family. If they provide
at least a little of the cheer they created for
me this morning, their hosts will be very lucky
indeed. Happy Thanksgiving, Ginny.