I have been under a lot of pressure working on my John B. Newman history, which is substantially “complete,” a misnomer since the man’s life was bigger than a single journal article could be; I still have a few archive documents coming from California that I hope to include.
But I had committed to make a presentation at Bullion Plaza Cultural Center and Museum on the 18th which was about ten days out. My problem was that I had 8 hours’ worth of material and the presentation was to be an hour. I was laboring to get thirty slides created while trying to choose what to eliminate.
Then I was reminded that on the 17th I had the internet radio interview with Barbara Hodges. I was no longer even sure how to connect, and had made no preparation for it. Then I got a call from my bishop asking me to speak in church on the 15th. Who could turn that good man down? Soooo… in the last few days I was working on my presentation, writing a sermon, and making sure I could remember what my books were about.
The 15th came, and I preached for ten minutes on The Joy of Tithing; it must have been a success because no vote was taken to excommunicate me.
The 16th I worked continuously on my presentation.
On the 17th I had my notes in order on my computer for ready reference during the interview. Then I worked on the presentation until time for the interview, dialed in and Barb asked if I had selected the reading. I had forgotten that was part of the interview, so Barb said she would interview Amy first and I could get myself prepared. It all worked out and I enjoyed the interviews. If you missed it you can listen to it here: http://www.blogtalkradio.com/rrradio/2015/11/17/red-river-radios-no-limits-with-barbara-m-hodges . It may take a little time for the file to down load. It starts with an introduction of both of us, then it is mostly Amy for the first half hour and me for the last half hour.
I immediately went back to working on my presentation, until I went to bed at 5AM, got up at noon and finished the presentation, had some delicious potato soup, a gift from a friend, then got cleaned up and dressed. I went back to my computer to download the presentation to a memory stick and my computer went black and unresponsive. I tried rebooting and every other thing I could think of with no luck. I finally decided I would have to talk with out my photos, maps, etc. Unknown to me Lois had been praying that my computer would work. I tried it one last time, and bingo there was the presentation; I immediately saved it to the thumb drive. Of course Lois often comes to my aid when I don’t think of the easy solution.
My brother Bill and I made to the museum on time, the presentation lasted the hour, only had a couple of questions after, and it was a lot of fun for me. I was pleased with the number of people that came to hear me and impressed with who came; among my life-long friends were lots of my readers, historians, civic leaders, and previous work associates. The wonderful photographer Elizabeth Eaton was there and shared these photos with me. I also met several interesting new people. A wonderful evening for me.
Mystery writer, Southwestern Historian, researcher, husband, father, grandpa, with an opinion on everything.