Pictured below is New York Times photographer Sally Ryan, standing in MY house, taking pictures of MY mother's Razadyne. When she was done with that, she took pictures of me and Mom together, and some of us with Clint. Oh, and Mom's doggie, Buddy was star for a day too.
Word of this blog entry spread through the blogging world and was brought to the attention of NY Times reporter Stephanie Saul, who was working on a piece about the elderly and the economy (I don't want to give it away!). She telephoned me last week for a brief interview. I didn't know if our story made the cut or not, until yesterday when we were contacted for a photo shoot.
As of this minute, we are slated for FRONT PAGE, TOMORROW. WEDNESDAY. The 22nd. Us! On the front page of the New York Times! Did I mention? Tomorrow?
Well. It will either be us, or those pills she's photographing. We'll find out tomorrow which is more photogenic.
Thanks to Wendy, who "introduced" me to her sister-in-law Liz, who recommended me to someone named Alex, who gave Stephanie Saul a head's up, who sent Sally to my home today.
Life is just so darned interesting sometimes.