Twenty-two years ago, I launched a neighborhood newspaper, mailed to 10,000 homes and stacked in intown Atlanta stores and restaurants. I sat back, hoping my phone would ring.
One of the more intriguing folks trudging up 52 steps to my hilltop front door was a woman I’d never met though we were two years apart in the same high school and college. She’d written a humor column on parenting – a subject on which she’s proved herself both expert and phenomenal.
Today, she’s the editorial heart of this and a dozen other 100 eNewsletters – and my lovely, understanding wife.