I can officially claim the title of 'columnist'. I received my first copy of the Millard County Chronicle in the mail this morning with my name typed below the title, "Rambling Through Time" and above my story about the Spud Nut Shop and glass milk jugs.
Plans are in place for another column next week and the paper's owner, Shellie, has said to keep the stories coming. I don't know how long she will indulge me and my scribbling of childhood memories, but while it lasts I will enjoy it!
I sent another collection of four stories today and have about a dozen more waiting to be written. I thought that seemed pretty good when the thought came to me: "There are 52 weeks in a year, Georgia!" "Can you remember than many things that will be worth writing about?"
Who knows. Maybe my column will be shut down long before my existing stories have been told. Maybe Shellie will need that space for an ad or an interesting current event. Perhaps there will be letters to the editor expressing boredom with the recollections of a kid who lived in Hinckley in the 60s and 70s.
Whatever happens is okay with me, because no one can change the fact that for at least one week I was a columnist and was published in the December 7, 2011 edition of the Millard County Chronicle!