Evidence of Why I Smear My Copy on Occasion

I was supposed to be left-handed, but the nuns did not correct me.  Which meant that, as a kid, I wrote in the STYLE of a left-hander BUT with my right hand.  Which meant I smeared ink all over my copy.  Which looked like shit on the page and left a mess on the back of my hand which could get on my shirt and pants. (As an adult people who had known me for years would sit across a table from me and watch me write and say "I never knew you were left-handed.")

I have learned how to compensate for that over the years but sometimes a boy forgets, and I forgot last Saturday night.  I dedicate this ink to the nuns who taught me, Dexter over Sinister any day of the week.

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