…to Rio Vista. Not familiar? Think lots of nothing for miles and miles. In 1991 – being new to the area and clueless as to decorum — I went with a short (complaint) piece over to the local newspaper editor at that time. I think it was a comment for the editorial section. I always seem to have comments. Solicited or not. So, he (in 26 years the paper has gone through umpteen editors, male and female) took a quick look at my prose and turned to me, with a smile on his face, “Hey, you can write.” “How would you like a place on my staff here?” A single, solitary moment of exhilaration swept through me. But, solitary it was. As much as it may have interested me to engage in something fun and academic, I had to beg off. I was new in town…sorely lacking in proper broadcasting technique, but brimming forth with unharnessed creative energy. Sadly, I had to tell the editor I just wasn’t ready. Next thing I know, he was off. On to a bigger audience in a bigger town. Usher in a new editor. No complaint letters to carry to his office. I will lay low.