Good Day Humboldt County!
I’m humbled, surprised, gratified, and reminded of why I write my column – As It Stands – after yesterday.
It’s fun, and I’m happy learning and sharing things during my life’s journey. Yesterday’s response to my April Fool’s story caught me off guard.
It was easily the most emails I’ve received in response to a column since I began writing for the Times-Standard in July 2008. Thank you all.
Apparently, I have more than three regular readers. One of my favorite emails (and I can’t disclose the person’s name because they sent it to me personally) really gave me a good laugh:
Reader: Dear Dave, I will miss your column in the Sunday paper. Best wishes and happy journeys!”
Dave: “Don't worry__________, I'm not really going anywhere.
Check out the last sentence of the column..."As It Stands, April Fools! See ya next week!"
Thank you so much for being a loyal reader, and such a considerate person.
Reader: “Whew! that will teach me to read unpleasant things to the not so bitter end!”
Comment: my first though was the writer was so bored with the column they did not read it all and were sending me a standard blah blah e-mail (good luck).
Another person pranked!
Reader: “When I saw your Goodbye! article, I said, “Oh, darn!” (the last two letters of DARN kind of blend together to look like DAM, but if I had said that I would have spelled it damn)
As I’ve expressed before, I really enjoy your articles. It seems like especially lately that you have been talking about more difficult-to-talk-about subjects, which makes your articles both enjoyable to read and informative. I especially liked a recent article where you talked about extended military tours and their effects on our troops.
I hope that you continue to enjoy writing your articles, so that you continue for a long time. That will then allow me to continue to enjoy reading them!”
Dave: “Good to hear from you and thank you for your kind words.”
And so it went. I got some hilarious emails. A couple of people called and warned me that they were going to get even some day. My niece in Las Vegas was taken hook-line-and-sinker…until that last line. She told my wife that she couldn’t imagine me being a crab fisherman – especially at my age! Now, I’m going to have to top this prank next year!
Time for me to walk on down the road…