It's hard to assign enough glee to following scenario:I'm sauntering around the 2009 Hessler Street Fair--Cleveland's longest and most venerable celebration of patchouli-soaked tie-dye-clad peacenik hippie-ism--when I see a luscious man in a uniform.
"Lou!"
"Erin!"
Of course I immediately lunged towards him and embraced him.
Lou Pumphrey is a tireless protester of all things violent and a fierce defender of all things life. Unlike the hypocritical nincompoops who vote "pro-life" with one hand and support the death penalty with the other, Lou supports all life, in the womb, in Iraq or in the slammer.
There is no bullshit about Lou Pumphrey.
For instance, the uniform he's wearing in this picture is the same one he was issued 41 years ago by the United States Army upon his honorable discharge after a year's tour of duty in Vietnam. Now dig this: it fits him perfectly--I mean perfectly. Not one button on that jacket is the slightest bit strained.
Lou pens letters to local editors frequently and has responded to my Rainy Day Woman column more than once. He loved my corn chowder but didn't care so much for my musings on abortion. But that's okay. Lou and I can love on each other no matter how fervently we disagree.
And really, what girl doesn't love a man in a uniform?
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Since there's so much love in this post already, let me sprinkle it with a just a few more love links for good measure:
Lou's first person accounting of how an Irishman was barred from the Cleveland 2009 St. Patty Day parade.
Photos of the 2008 Hessler Street Fair.
The Funny Times, the paper where Lou works.
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