Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Hello Mudda, hello Blogga, or: How delivered mail from camp

We got a camp letter from my son Sam today, but in a very unusual way.

He has spent the past 3 ½ weeks at Camp Highlands for Boys, a place he loves, but which normally allows communication only through the US Postal Service. No phone, no e-mail, no faxes, except in emergencies.

So I was quite amazed this afternoon to see, as I was scanning this afternoon's blog posts on, a new post on Absolutely American, which is Sam's blog. The camp director, Mike Bachman, apparently approves of blogging and gave Sam special permission to post.

How utterly odd to stumble onto Sam's account of his near-disastrous fishing trip, published to the world – and already commented on! – and to come across it only by the merest chance while browsing our local "citizens' media" blog aggregator.

Sam will be home on Saturday: tanned, rested, and ready to take on the left-leaning local blogosphere. Ed and Roch, be afraid!

Me, I will be so glad to see that boy again.

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