In today’s Impromptus, I have a little item on “infamous” dates, and overcoming the infamy. I should quote:

Was talking with a friend about 9/11, and the stigmatization of that day — what I mean is, the stigmatization of all September the Elevenths. My friend is getting married on September 11 this year. I said, “Great! It’ll help redeem the day.” Just think what glorious and good and heart-lifting things have happened on December the Sevenths.

This item has occasioned much mail, and I would like to share just one note, please:

Your bit about the stigmatization of September the Elevenths really struck a chord. My grandmother died on Thanksgiving, my grandfather died on Father’s Day, and my parents’ anniversary is 9/11.

Ah, well, if we make too much of days and dates, we can really get up a creek. Better to stay on dry land! (Sorry to sound like a fortune cookie or something — am rushing.)