My fingertips are blackened with ink!
This makes me very happy.
I have been going through old newspapers, looking at articles I wrote 30 years ago. I doubt I saved every word that was printed, but I saved a lot.
I also saved letters to the editor that spoke highly of my work. There aren't many - people aren't free and easy with compliments - but it was nice to know that for a little bit, I made a difference.
And my goodness, I wrote about everything from the school board to new businesses to zoning to history. I even wrote columns.
I found a picture my nephew drew when he was 7 years old amongst the newspapers. It was featured on the back of an advertisement insert. I didn't remember it, but he had signed his name.
The review is for a personal project I'm contemplating, as well as another with one of the local historic societies that I've sort of agreed to help with when I can. Double duty.
The ink makes me happy. Better times.
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What a nice way to spend a day! I'm glad you have all your memories to look back on and get dirty hands with.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you get pleasure from your hard work, and that you're able to appreciate the praise you earned.
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