Know and Known
As some of you know, I’ve got 3 terrific daughters & it would be really easy for me to stand up here & get a cheap laugh by throwing them under the bus with a funny story. ….So, I will! … I’m kidding! I’m actually going to throw my self under the bus with a little bit of what it was like to be a kid in the 80’s! See, of course today, everybody has countless ways of communicating across distance, getting to know people, & staying in touch, etc. Well, if you’re a child of the 80’s (or earlier) like me, then you know it was basically 3 ways: landlines that had a long coily cord (we didn’t call them landlines, we just called them phones), screaming across the neighborhood, and mail. Like, in an envelope snail mail. Anyway, one day when I was about 12 I came home from school & my mom informed me, “Danny, you got mail.” I was like, “What?! A real piece of mail to me?” And sure enough, not “current resident”, not “customer”, it said “Daniel Shontere”. I was fired up
