Commentary
Sometime over the weekend, or was it Friday—I can’t remember now; it’s all a blur—I heard the news. There was a run on my bank.
“Check the Daily Mail,” my wife had said.
“No more Harry and Meghan,” I replied. Like most of the world, I was sick unto death with hearing about that pair.
“No. Our bank. There’s a run on First Republic! They’re lined up in front of the Brentwood branch.”
She meant fancy-schmancy Brentwood, California, one-time home of OJ Simpson and current home of many celebs, not Brentwood, Tennessee, only about fifteen minutes from our Nashville home where we have lived going on five years now….