One of the reasons I enjoy The Stars Hollow Gazette & Docudharma is because I like their take on current events. I’m always finding something new that I hadn’t seen or heard before. I’m always finding something to forward to friends and talk with people about. But there are days I just can’t deal with. The news, the state of the country, the hypocrisy of our elected leaders, it’s all just too much. Those days when the only new news is the same old bad news.
I suspect it’s the same for folks like ek & TheMomCat. On some of those days I’ll find an article like this here, a funny story about life in Connecticut, and I’ll laugh and escape for a bit. For me anyway, a story like that IS a community service.
So that inspired me. And as long as ek is going all James Thurber Garrison Keillor, well… I thought I’d add some.
This is the story of the first time my brother saved my life. The first time I can remember anyway. There were probably other saves but I’m not very good with that time period between the venetian blinds that I remember clearly from the hospital room where I was born, and when I was about age three. If I had to guess, in this story I was somewhere between three-and-a-half and five.