There’s nothing like an April Fools’ joke or being tricked by one to get your attention.
On April 1, 2010, it happened to me as a joint staff journalist at the National Guard Bureau when every assignment seemed critical. I was always traveling, I was under deadlines, and I was sure that I would not make it to my next active duty tour if I slowed down. I wrote incessantly from the command information office near the Pentagon.
There were lots of general officers and chiefs to support. Those top leaders, who were much busier than I was, always seemed relaxed, approachable, and ready to lift spirits through their humor. In contrast, I felt a bit stressed and exhausted. There seemed no time to think about jokes.
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