I found the following on the rear rack of my bike after German class today. I was feeling a little sickish so it was definitely well timed. Here's who it was addressed to:
It took me a while to figure out who it was from (as it turns out, the message to me was on the back, not the inside) but I was genuinely honored to be identified as such. I mean, my bike is totally my calling card, but it always feels good to have these moments of validation and identity affirmation and acknowledgement, because it's hard work spreading the gospel of bicycle chic. May the good news of the granny bike continue to roll forth!
(and thanks for the note!)