Sorry for the Radio Silence

We are celebrating the 100th anniversary of my grandfather today and I'm on the hook for a five minute talk on how his work, as a journalist, would have looked and felt if he could have been a blogger. At five minutes my loquacious self must throw out more than I put in and I'm so stressed out that I can' t bring myself to be all Obama about it and simply sit down and write it out fully, pracitice it with an audience, and polish it. I'm going more into Lincoln territory and aiming to just write a few notes and get up there and wing it. Hope that works out for me. Mysteriously sometime internet commenter Hogan and his wife are coming to the celebration--how's that for virtual and real worlds intersecting?

aimai