In the Right

After I left Heritage, she called and asked if I'd like to write for her more regularly, on a wider variety of topics. I jumped at the chance.

She took my prose and made it readable, and she encouraged me to write on topics about which I knew relatively little -- knowing a request from her would force me to do hours of research, to learn about a topic she thought I should know. I quickly learned to value those "suggestions" -- if she thought I should be learning about something, it was a good bet she was right.

A friend forwarded me an e-mail over the weekend, warmly suggesting that in Heaven right now, Ed McMahon is standing at the Pearly Gates, introducing the new arrivals -- a lovely blonde woman who sold a lot of posters, and a tremendous vocal talent wearing a single spangled glove.

If that's true, the three of them have been joined by a kindly woman with a hearty laugh and an inquiring mind, who will want to know what they thought of the ride up.

And she'll want those opinions in print, no more than 700 words if at all possible, within the hour, thank you.

She will be missed.