At certain times in life (and I’ve experienced two such in
my recent past, this being one), everyone needs someone, even when they don’t
yet know they need them, or why, or even who they are.
Such was my state in life, when one day over 3 years ago, I
chanced to over hear two little old (ok, not that old) ladies while leaving the YMCA. Bit and pieces were all I could take in -
something about Maureen Green, and blog, and the internet.
What was a blog, I wondered?
I knew who Maureen Green was - the extremely popular evening news anchor
for a station that shall not be named for their short sighted stupidity in
relieving her of her position. Caused
quite the stir, and deservedly so, when it happened at Christmas time in 2007. Christmas time…it never ceases to amaze
me that real people actually make such decisions. Or are allowed to.
So I decided to check it out, and the rest, as they say, was
kismet. Maureen’s blog was in its
infancy in 2009. I found it so interesting, and easy to read. I didn’t even
know why, at first. But soon I did. It was not only the very nature of her blog. It
was the style of her writing ... the unique way she could communicate her ideas
and opinions with the written word.
Maureen has an ideal forum.
She does not have a focused subject around which her every “post”
revolves. Maureen simply comments on
just about anything that strikes her fancy, and her fancy gets around. I find it a delightful exercise – to open her
blog to see what the current object of her curiosity is. She can talk about cooking one day and the
murder of a small child the next, and make both fit seamlessly into the fabric
of her blog.
I noticed that several people made “comments” to her posts. These people would in some fashion add to the
subject matter at hand, and Maureen would sometimes answer them. I slowly began to add comments now and
then. I didn’t think them special or in
any way different. They were simply
words that just came to me. I had never
written anything of this nature before in my life.
Then, an unusual thing happened. Maureen would sometimes answer me as well. I can’t remember the exact wording, or the
occasion, or the sequence, or if there even was a sequence, but she was
basically telling me that she thought I was a good writer. Imagine that.
Maureen Green was telling me I was a good writer. Heady stuff.
Then, once or twice, Maureen actually said that she thought
I was the better writer, and that I should have a blog of my own…that I ought
to at least think about doing one. Took
me awhile to digest that one.
But eventually, I did. I was hooked. The seed was planted. Writing was fun for me…it was simply
something I liked to do. The more I mused, the more I thought that this might
be the very thing I was looking to do in retirement that was “different.” See “Why Blog?
Part 1.” Different – I guess
doing something you had never done before in your life qualifies as being as
different as different can be.
So, off to blog I went.
As is my usual approach to things, I headed for Barnes & Noble to
find material on blogging…and found the perfect book (“Creative Blogging” by
Heather Wright-Porto). What kind of blog
to write? No problem, I just copied (imitation is …) Maureen’s format … to write
about anything that interested me. After a few months of tinkering, on Nov. 30,
2011, the blog was born.
Then, one winter day, I actually met Maureen, her own self,
at a Dunkin Donuts. I told her of my
blog, and I ended up sharing a coffee with one of the most delightful people I
ever met. Funny, gregarious, an open
book, she freely shared her knowledge and precious time helping me with ideas
for my blog. I sat at the feet of the
master (well, not literally). Far too
soon, we parted, but I took with me the feeling that I had known her for a long
time. She promised she would read it now
and then. I hope she enjoys it whenever
she does.
So, thank you Maureen Green.
When I was looking for that “something” to do, and had no idea what it
was, you and your blog showed up in my life and that, as Robert Frost would
say, that has made all the difference.
Without you, this blog would not exist.
PS...you can find Maureen at: maureengreencny.com
UPDATE: You can now find Maureen at: maureenonthecape.com
Mark Twain Quote: "The compliment that helps us on our way is not the one that is shut up in the mind, but the one that is spoken out."
PS...you can find Maureen at: maureengreencny.com
UPDATE: You can now find Maureen at: maureenonthecape.com
Mark Twain Quote: "The compliment that helps us on our way is not the one that is shut up in the mind, but the one that is spoken out."
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