Today I’m getting my Muck Rack profile together before I pitch an article to a city/regional magazine. To this online portfolio of my work I added this piece I wrote in 2011 for a city/regional title in Erie, Pennsylvania that is no longer published. It’s a scan of the page because, like the magazine itself, its digital archive also disappeared, maybe during a server migration some years ago or more likely when the publisher was acquired. Capitalists gonna capitalist I guess.
I’m especially fond of this piece, a bittersweet chronicle of a rich time in my life. But that’s not the only attraction it holds for me. It has a happy ending, and not just in the glass. You see, dear reader, the woman I obliquely and, I hope, generously alluded to in the opening graf, married me in 2019.
Cheers!
NOTE: This article was written by a real human being. No artificial intelligence or generative language models were used in its creation.
Red beans and ricely yours,
jc
