We were laughing and crying in disbelief.

... it looked at me as it passed, smiling in that crazy-happy way that dogs do. And I started laughing. I mean, how can you not laugh at a dog running on the beach? But I was also kind of crying, too. Laughing and crying simultaneously hurts. It hurts and it's confusing.

It'll be one of those things, ... where you don't know if you're crying because you're laughing so hard or if, doggone it, Reggie, you just mean so much to us. Life is not the same without you.

One eye is laughing and one eye is crying. And the eye that is crying is because this governor has been invisibly banning gay marriage for the past two or three years while the education has just veered into a meteor crater somewhere.

He has always been the kid who cries too easily and laughs too easily, the kid who begins giggling in church for no reason at all, who blinks hotly in shame and frustration whenever he misses a question in class, living in an otherland of sparkling daydreams and imaginary catastrophes.

Strong men cry. Stronger men cry or laugh with them.