Tooth Baller? I think I may be more like your Principal in that I am receiving several different unclear images.

I've just returned from my SIXTH attempt, coinci-dental-ly, to get an implant implanted. But I don't believe that has anything to do with it. There was no nitrous oxide. Not even any novacane involved.

So you may have to explain that one to me some day--of course, when you are no longer such a good girl.

In many ways, modern technology, by making things too easy for too many, has taken too much of the fun out of things, I think. I liked sitting down with the old-time printers (I still like sitting down with the old-time ANYONE...but there are so FEW now that I am an "old-timer" myself...) and listening to their stories. I, too, worked with stencils when I started. That's how I found my way into that job in the first place. My friend Robert and I waked into that office looking for stencils and ink for our little high school magazine, and while I was there I took a deep breath and worked up the courage to ask for that job sweeping the floors and cleaning the toilets. I ended up managing editor two years later of a newspaper with 2 million readers!

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this long, boring story from an old man's memory.

Possessor of Paul Newman eyes. Author of many things straightforward and strange. Some of them appear here. “Women zai shuo ba” as the Mandarin say. Born 2016.

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