I'm speechless.
And, you know, for a writer, that's probably not a good thing.
I never know how a column is going to be received. There are times when I am writing something when I think "Oh man, they're gonna love this," and then people are like ... "Eh, it was OK. Whatever."
And then there are times where I'm like, "Oh man, there's no fixing this one; I hope folks just move along quickly. I'll be better next week, promise," and people have absolutely loved it.
I thought the story from two years ago about a poor interaction with fans when I took my kids to the Giants game would be too inside, too long and get a lot of "no one cares," and yet two years later it and the one where I addressed bullying are the ones that people bring up to me as their favorites.