My father has undergone a dramatic change in the last few years. I try not to question it, lest I jinx it, but it has resulted in new behaviors, many wonderful, some a little strange. At any given moment he might break into his Samba dance moves, or wax poetic about Dionyses (I am not making this up). However, this afternoon when I walked to his SUV and saw a bumper sticker that says, "WELL BEHAVED WOMEN SELDOM MAKE HISTORY," stuck onto his (MY FATHER'S!) car, I thought he'd had gone completely insane.

"Your aunt gave that to me for Christmas," he casually said.

My aunt giving him a feminist bumper sticker sounds about right. My father PUTTING IT ON HIS CAR, is about as predictable as catching Dick Cheney whimpering at a screening of "Brokeback Mountain."

Just for today, I have yet more evidence that anything in life is possible.