friday afternoon super men

on kryptonite and coffee dates

Who wouldn’t want to be Superman?

Anyone?

Right.

If you’re subscribing to this foolsletter dear reader maybe the desire to have superhuman strength, laser vision and the ability to fly around the globe so quickly that you can turn back time isn’t really your cup of tea.

Ok, sure. I get it. Superman powers come with a lot of responsibility. It’s never really been my cup of tea.

But as a father?

There have been times my kids have seen me as superman.

It’s about as unnerving as it is delightful

Again, I’m a sometimes fool and often troll. Being seen as Superman is a lot to live up to.

Luckily, I’ve spared my dad that for much of his life.

Even as a toddler I trolled my dad.

One of my earliest memories was of a hockey game.

My dad was playing with the firemen. They were taking on the policemen at the Grey Rink.

Dear reader I used the terms ‘fireman’ and ‘policeman’ because the year was 1976 and chicks did not do these jobs yet.

Every year the cops and firefighters played a charity hockey game. It…