My hall pass has died. My husband has already offered his condolences.
I know you know what a hall pass is, but just in case …
My hall pass has died. My husband has already offered his condolences. I know you know what a hall pass is, but just in case you want to pretend you don’t, it’s the celebrity that you’re allowed to break your marital vow with, should the opportunity ever arise. My hall pass was also a nonagenarian, so while the news is terribly upsetting to me, it was not entirely unexpected. See, I have had a crush on Christopher Plummer, the Academy Award-winning acting legend, since I was 7 years old, so news of his death today at 91 is as debilitating as unexpectedly sitting on a pine cone at family dinner. Also, just to clarify, I know that the space-time viability of my hall pass is a near impossibility, because I only care to be with Plummer-as-Captain von Trapp from 1965. The Sound of Music is my favorite film, in part due to the music of Rodgers and Hammerstein, in part because of the majestic views of Salzburg and the Alps, and mostly because Christopher Plummer as Georg von Trapp is one of the most handsome and respectable men to grace the big screen. He is a man in uniform, a man of conviction who resists the Nazis, a man who plays hard to get, a widowed father, a decorated naval veteran, he has a sense of humor you have to crack through an impenetrably hard candy shell to find.
