Bye, John

My editor’s name is John. John Helton. Some call him Helton. I call him John. I just said bye to John for the day (and the weekend).   Besides John, there’s also Ed and Kris and Jason and Steve and Gillian and Nathan and…   They are all at least twice my age. But they are not Mr. Helton or… Read more →


If they could see me now…

This Monday I find myself sending the same email over and over again to various communications directors for Congressional offices here in D.C. for a story I’m working on. Mindless work, really. Which got me to thinking: “How’d I arrive here, at 4:07 p.m. on a Monday afternoon in the nation’s capital, seeking — and receiving! — comment from federal lawmakers about… Read more →