Dear Jessica Brennan,

A couple of weeks ago, I was out, and Dad was at home. 

He sent me a text: Who scores on the bench?

I thought for a minute. Is this a riddle? Who does score on the bench? That’s not possible, right? Is that the point? Is he giving me some sort of advice, like, “Get off the sidelines and get in the game?”

I mean, honestly, everyone, get in the game! March in the parade!

But wait. It’s your Dad we’re talking about, Jessica. 

What he was asking me was not some sage-like brain-twister filled with the mysteries of enlightenment. He just wanted to know if there were Who scores — as in The Music of The Who orchestra scores — on the bench on our front porch. Had they been dropped off yet?

Sigh. So much lost possibility with that question.

Get off the bench.

Love,

Mum xo