You have to be this tall
There’s a dude riding around town in what appears to be some mutant vehicle, possibly from out of space. It’s not a car, because there are just two wheels and no doors. It’s not a scooter because there’s some sort of cap on the thing to shield the rider from rain, sleet and insults. To me, it looks like one of the carts from a carnival ride – The Zipper, maybe, or the Tea Cups. Which is kind of ridiculous. If you’re going to steal a carnival ride, why not go right for the Pirate Ship and really make some noise.
Marcotte Park, no boys
Every day I ride over to Marcotte Park in Lewiston, looking for baseball. Every day, I find baseball played by teams of girls. Not that I have a problem with that, mind you. It’s just that with no boys playing baseball anywhere, I have to wonder if they’re all out at the mall shopping for shoes and getting their nails done.
Not that I have a problem with that, mind you.
The Royal wedding
Well, I must say I was very disappointed in the whole affair. A Royal wedding without George Brett, Frank White, Amos Otis or Billy Butler? Ludicrous. (You don’t know who any of those people are, do you? Haven’t been to Marcotte Park either, have you?)
Above the fold
On Monday, you woke up, scanned the newspaper headlines and discovered that the world had changed again. Whatever you felt about the killing of Osama bin Laden, you knew that things would be different now. America had made good on a promise, and a long and ugly chapter had come to a dazzling end. The headlines set a tone for the remainder of your day, be it jubilation or relief. The front page was one for the scrapbook.
Unless you live outside of the Lewiston readership area, that is. If you happen to wake up to the north, in regions covered by some other newspapers, your headlines spoke of childhood obesity, a new tea shop opening up in town and other matters that probably wouldn’t change your life very much. In a lot of places outside of Lewiston, as far as the headlines went, it was just another day.
My point isn’t to suggest how bad the other papers are for failing to get the big news on the first day. My point is to reaffirm how good the Sun Journal is at the job of gathering and delivering the news. When that paper landed on your doorstep Monday morning, it was graced by the big story, but also by a smaller one – what your neighbors were saying and how they felt about the things that went down in Pakistan. Where other newspapers had gone to bed, the Sun Journal stayed up late and kept on cranking. And while I had absolutely nothing to do with that particular news package, I’m still bragging about it nonetheless. And that’s the way it is.
In other news
Photographer Russ Dillingham recently returned from a vacation in Pakistan.