I am astonished to discover that six years have gone by since the first LH post. I wish I had time to mull that over and produce some wise ruminations, or at least count the new countries I’ve had visits from (Tonga! Dominica! Lesotho!), but I’m in full deadline-panic mode on the book I’m copyediting, so all I can do is note the fact, murmur about tempus fuguing, and offer my heartfelt thanks to everyone who has commented and sent me e-mails; without the feedback (and suggestions for post ideas) I’d have given up years ago.
Addendum. The Daily Growler, whose proprietor is an old friend and mentor (and the only boss I’ve ever had who kept my respect and affection), has a flattering post reminiscing about how we met and started working together (along with the usual unstoppable flow of memories and ruminations); I’ll excerpt these bits on hats and computers:
And L Hat wore his copyrighted Panama straws in the summer, from Ecuador, where real Panama hats come from, and his copyrighted grey Borsolino felt skypiece in the winter! He also wore a Greek fisherman’s hat, too, when he was being a wanderer–standard apparel for wandering individualists in those days–and boy did my staff have fun for several years–several lusty years…
And when computers came along, L Hat and I began discovering the Hog Heaven aspects of them–and then when we got hooked up to the Internet, forget about it! We’d found a library within a teevee set that we could access in nanosecond speeds…
As I said in my comment to his post, “the internet was made for the likes of us. Every day I shake my head in amazement at my luck in living to make use of it.”
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