"I'm just a curious citizen," he says, "and I love to know what's going in in the world and be part of it and it's different everyday … what I love about a newspaper is you can always figure there's a better one the next day or the next edition. It's a constant work."
Yeah. And this blog is the work of another curious old citizen who seeks out the stuff that's improving the world -- and improving himself. I heart newspapers too, and they've always been part of my life as a reader and writer, from Far Rockaway High School in the 1940s to the Sunday Telegraph in the 60s and later in Toronto's Globe & Mail and other inky bundles. I love the departed sense of printers and print shops and galleys and the excitement of getting the yarn in under the deadline.
It's all changed now, but ...
… I've done the electronic stuff, too, radio and TV on both sides of the pond. And now in my old age it's come down (or up) to this digital kind of news-seeking. Not information -- a bloodless concept -- but news, that transient novelty that decays as soon as you touch it, but which enlivens the moment of its brief existence.
I'll be bringing you the news as it catches my eye, at least once a week, I promise, and probably more. I'll be bouncing around between here and Facebook and Twitter. I'll keep it going until I fade away.