A former newspaper reporter who has lived in Franklin for nearly 40 years, Marjorie is active in several Franklin and Hales Corners organizations.
When my grandson Matty started kindergarten last week, his dad captured a photograph of him and his pal Morgan walking hand in hand, their backs to the camera. It was a poignant moment – and it brought life in Massachusetts a little closer to Wisconsin.
But wait a minute! I thought. Why would Matty need that Superman backpack on his very first day in kindergarten? Morgan wasn’t sporting Superwoman. The answer came, as the image had – via email. “It's empty,” his father wrote, “but he likes wearing it. A sort of cape, I guess.”
This kindergarten Superman and friend now greet me every time I turn on my computer (my new screensaver.)
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This weekend my brother Vince Johnson turned 65. About 10 years ago he moved to Alberta, Canada where he married a lovely woman, Betty, whom he had met in a chat room on the Internet. I’m not sure all Internet romances work out so well, but this one certainly has! Unfortunately, I don’t see them too often.
For their wedding, I wrote this lighthearted verse, entitled “Internet Romance”:
They met online
He said, "Be mine."
"We'll see," said she.
"Come visit me."
He did (– he flew!)
Their romance grew
And when he left
Both were bereft.
"Come back!" she said,
And so they wed.
. . . .
Now ever since
Betty and Vince
Tell how they met
On Internet.
