It’s almost impossible to believe 30 years have passed since my wife stormed the office of the long-since-gone Orrville Journal in its first few weeks of existence and made the following announcement to its editor Mike Kolasky: “My husband is a really funny guy and ought to be writing a column for your newspaper.”
Of Kristin’s many and varied skills, I’d rank “persuasion” near the top — just a touch below artistic ability (and a full order of magnitude above cooking).
Looking back, I’m very thankful for the order in which she has pursued those skills; otherwise, I’d likely be a portly curmudgeon sitting on a lifetime’s worth of stories that had never been told to anyone other than my buddies, my mother and my dog…