My First Blog Ever...

This is so weird. I have always been the disembodied, disinterested, neutral observer. The guy who comes to your barn, your kitchen table, your mill to see you, ask you questions, take your picture and write about you. And, going on nearly four decades now and poking my nose into literally thousands of your lives, I have hardly ever written a story where I said, "I saw," or "I heard," or "I thought."

Because the stories and the pictures weren't about me, they were supposed to be about you. Coaches like to say there's no "I" in team, but you can't say there's no "I" in journalism because it's the third letter from the end. The "I" in this journalist has been tremendously enriched for more than half a lifetime from visits and conversations with you, from your wisdom and wit, your business smarts and your solid, earthbound citizenship.

Well, I've been away doing other things for awhile.  Entirely legal, moral and upstanding things, I assure you.

But it's good to be back.  So very good to be back.

I'm sure in posts to come I'll find things other than myself to talk about - this newspaper, newspapers in general, the people who work here. Ag issues, people and events, certainly. And maybe a goofy thing or two.

Like this for example, which I found to be a bit tutu much...www.cowdance.com.