I made it to Fargo on Friday night, and back again Saturday afternoon. The drive was more enjoyable than usual, as there was little crosswind, something Mrs. Hermanson hates.
I don’t think I’ve ever spoken to a more attentive or appreciative audience than the Fargo Chesterton Society on Saturday morning. Unfortunately it was a small audience; nobody knew where everybody was. Even the reporter who’d planned to interview me for the Grand Forks Herald didn’t show up. Such are the vicissitudes of obscurity.
The Chesterton people were really great, though. Most of them bought books, and they gave me more money than I think I strictly earned. It was a lovely meeting. But I’m disappointed for them.
By the way, tomorrow I’m scheduled to be interviewed, at 3:00 Central, on the Issues, Etc. radio program. You can listen to it the old-fashioned way if you live in St. Louis, or you can webstream it or download it later at their site, for listening at your convenience.
If it happens, of course. I’m taking nothing for granted at this point.
I’m sorry I missed it, but I was (and still am) in the midst of a protracted attempt to replace a ceiling fan.
I would have been better off coming to your talk. Less frustration, for one thing.
So you were in the area! Alas, if you’d called the Nelson household, you’d have found us laboring under Dorothea’s work on a history master’s, Dale teaching overload and prepping a new course for next semester, and Linnea involved in every school activity from jazz band to FBLA. But anyway I’m happy to see you had a good turnout. I’m exceedingly disappointed about the non-interview. I know the reporter concerned was quite keen to do a profile. I hope he will yet make that happen.
… I see the turnout was good in terms of responsiveness but not so great in terms of numbers. I saw your mention a while back about the upcoming Fargo event but knew I/we wouldn’t make it… Saturday is a catch-up day; there’ve been Saturday-Sundays when I like to say my weekend began around 9:00 Sunday evening. Uff da — as everybody used to say when we moved to North Dakota in 1989, and as no one says any more!!
I say it.
But not in North Dakota. What’s wrong with us here?