Never believe your own PR.
Years ago I was married to a criminal lawyer, whose name I’ll shorten to Ken Q. He defended impossible cases and his acquittals made headlines. A reporter dubbed him “Hurricane Q” and methinks it went to his head.
Though of Irish background, Ken decided he wanted a “Chinese chop.” This would be an ink stamp with his fabled nickname carved onto it. Off to Chinatown we go, and at a curio store, Ken gives careful instruction on translating “Hurricane Q” onto the seal.
We return to pick it up and then a thought occurred to me.
“Ken, how do you know it really says Hurricane Q?”
For once the trial lawyer was wordless.
I said, “Let’s duck into this store and ask someone to translate the stamp into English.”
So I make a beeline for the Chinese man behind the counter. “Can I ask you to read something?”
I whip out the carved seal, and stamp the Chinese characters onto a piece of paper.
“What does this say?”
April 12 is Big Wind Day. It’s a day to remember the highest wind speed ever recorded (231 m.p.h. April 12, 1934, Mount Washington Observatory), but that will never be my first thought. Ever.
Is there a Big Wind blowing in your life?