So there was the park magazine, being chased by the indians, and approaching the cliff, when suddenly ...
Okay, it wasn’t that dramatic. But one other fellow and I didn’t want to see this publication go down the drain. I don’t remember why we thought Marty would make a good editor. She was fairly new to the park, and a very bright woman. But we did approach her to ask if she would take over the editorship. She agreed provided she didn’t have to do the computer work, so I agreed to continue that part of it.
And so it has been ever since. She designated me Associate Editor, and we work quite well together. She gathers up material from a variety of places, including submissions by park residents, as well as other sources. She is excellent at grammar, spelling, and punctuation -- better than I, and we will often discuss the suitability of any given piece of material.
For my part, I have added double columning to the pages, photographs, and a far better printer. She emails me her copy, and I form them into the appropriate pages. I quite enjoy doing this, and there are times when the paging gets quite challenging. And where do you think I get some of the humor for this blog? Right!
Speaking of which --
An insect that makes you like flies better.
A grape with a sunburn.
Something you tell to one person at a time.
A bunch of bones with the person scraped off.