Friday, March 13th, 2020
There are days I would like the ancient comfort of the smell of newsprint mixed with coffee as they are spread on my morning table, allowing me to take in the story (stories!) from as many angles as the local newsstand could offer.
I don’t need electricity (OK, yeah, probably for the lamp) and I do still need my reading glasses, but still. A different presentation, a different pace.
Now, of course, I can just tuck away the day’s front pages in JPEG or PDF form and decades from now, chances are, they’ll be there in a frequently-backed-up directory deep within my desktop machine…unyellowed and unfaded.