After a long, rewarding but tiring day working at the pub, I arrived home Friday afternoon to find that all 600+ words in my most recent letter to the editor had been printed by the Tribune.
"Recent," as in sent 15 days ago.
The letter first appeared here on November 25, under the title "Should have known better: Philistines, purse strings and postcards in New Albany." I packed it off to the 'Bune the next day.
There isn't anything else to report on this wet and chilly Saturday. Diana and I are preparing to motor to Indianapolis for a visit with old pal Joe Brower and an NBA contest between the depleted Pacers and the Sacramento Kings. Our tickets were purchased prior to the suspensions that have decimated Indiana, and this is a source of aggravation, but it's still a chance to get away for a day, and a welcomed respite at that.
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