One more birthday gift arrived in the mail on Saturday. My mother sent me an Instakilt, the towel that looks like a kilt. The package said, “It’s not just a towel, it’s pure dead brilliant!”
She remembered that I wrap a beach towel around my waist as I walk from my bedroom to the clothesline where I hang my bathing suit. After swimming, I wrap myself in a towel again while I remove the suit and hang it back on the line. When I called my mother to thank her for the gift, she told me something I never knew. When she and my grandmother visited Tennessee in 2005, Grandma found my towel habit to be a bit shocking.