“Hey, great speech.” “Best speech all night.” “Good jokes.”
As I walked into the house late Saturday early Sunday, people praised to me the speech I had written for someone to accept an award on my behalf. Maybe my speech was that good or maybe their experiences were confounded by any drinking they had been doing late Saturday.
I missed the Founders’ Ball for my chapter, where I had been awarded the alumni award. I worked Saturday night to cover Earth Hour and I shot a video of a candle-lit walk at a housing co-op.
I had an inkling that I might get the award when Levi e-mailed me to remind me to RSVP shortly after the voting for awards had ended.
Levi called Saturday afternoon. He confirmed my win and asked whether I wanted to write an acceptance for him to read. I had already considered a few lines.
Here is my opening: