Joyce Kilmer Restroom Musings

The New Jersey Turnpike is where I do my best praying and thinking.  And on a recent trip to the ladies’ room, I saw grace and law exemplified.

Grace: fresh flowers next to every sink

Law: everyone gets the same measly amount of paper from the towel dispensers that (supposedly) respond to a hand-wave

I need to find out who Joyce Kilmer is.  I subconsciously associate her with Sylvia Plath and always feel a bit sad when I enter her eponymous rest area.  Give me the Walt Whitman any day.

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~ by Cary on May 15, 2008.

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