… was how THE NEW YORKER was once pitched, when it was launched way back when.

(I actually lived in Dubuque from 1976 to 1979. I think half the population of the town read THE NEW YORKER, just to prove they were more sophisticated than those New Yorkers thought).

Which is a long and roundabout way of saying, hey, there’s a profile of me in the latest issue of THE NEW YORKER.

No April Fool here. Really truly.

How cool is that?

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