I am spending a few days at the Jersey shore, where my mother lives. Sitting on the beach with my younger son this afternoon, I watched a small prop plane fly by parallel to the coastline. As is common around here, it was dragging a sign behind it. Usually, these aerial signs are advertisements for restaurants and other local attractions. This one, however, read as follows:
Lacy, Will you marry me? Kyle.
My first thought: How charming!
My second thought: I hope there is not another couple named Lacy and Kyle sitting on the beach this afternoon.