With a half-frozen tush after an hour of sitting on a steel seat with no back, I'm at the Tampa Airport. A mere ten hours from now, after a dash to Houston and a trip on another flight to my beloved Twin Cities, I will be home. Bridge is the love of my life and the Poynter Institute conference was enlightening and fascinating. Still; two weeks is too long to be gone! I look forward with great anticipation to sleeping in my own bed tonight and - honestly - to seeing snow instead of palm trees.
That being said, the last two weeks have been exceptional. Even though nothing great happened for me with my bridge results, a national bridge tournament is always a delight. The competition was excellent, the people even better - and applauding for friends like George Jacobs and Ralph Katz, who did win the premier team event, was great. I also had an excellent time as "roaming reporter" - and if you are interested in some of my products, here you go.
The Poynter Institute was, as the saying goes, a true trip. I will write much more about my experiences there (assuming that I don't drop dead from exhaustion). In the meantime, some short notes.
I met extraordinary people. Most are folks doing "new journalism" - blogs, start-up online newspapers and websites with a specific focus or purpose. Some are doing important journalism by following up on politicians, or "following the money." Others have more "fluffy" sites. Yet, some of these people are the ones who, when you say "show me the money" about actually making cash from online work - they can!
I met black women writing about the pain of discrimination and sexism, children of immigrants writing about the land of their ancestors and some working at Big City newspapers. I met a gay black guy so knowledgeable and articulate and well connected, he could seriously put President Obama to shame.
I met a woman from the Daily Kos (yes, that Daily Kos!) who made me more aware than ever that what we share is greater than what separates us. Although probably hundreds of philosophical issues would find us on opposing sides, she is quite capable and thoughtful and creative and pleasant.
I got to know Kelly McBride, who handles ethics issues for the Poynter Institute and ran our conference, along with her most capable associate, Nafi Schwanzer. The Poynter Institute lucked out big time getting these two women to grace their halls.
An object lesson of being a minority was dealt to me every day. I think I was the only conservative/libertarian in a sea of moderate to "Marx was right" liberals. That was indeed enlightening! Yet, I also learned that these people are smart and involved and caring and incredibly hard working and talented. They were also quite nice to me - though if they ever muck around much in what if? they may truly think I'm a lunatic.
More to come when I have the opportunity, but one last thought. Being in Tampa when my folks are in Palm Beach - and not visiting - was painful. I felt guilty and conflicted not heading down south. But - as it is - I was gone two weeks from home. Not returning this afternoon to better serve my real estate clients would have felt morally and professionally wrong. And I will come to Florida again soon to visit my parents.
But still . . . did I make the right choice? I don't know. I only hope that my mom and dad know how much I love them - and how much I appreciate all the many years that they have made choices that have allowed me to live a life rich in competition, intrigue, travel, intellectual stimulation, fun, freedom - and people.
I know that they usually read what if? So - sorry, Mom and Dad. And thanks a bunch. I will be in your neck of the palm trees another time, soon.