Say Uncle says
Had an interesting conversation the other day. I mentioned how the recent death of regular reader Straightarrow had me all kinds of depressed. Losing folks you never even met is saddening. And, well, over the years we’ve lost a few. And someone said to me But these friends you never meet, what’s the difference between death and just stopping reading? would we ever know? That weirded me out a bit.
Charles' death really got to me. As did Triticale's when I heard about him. straightarrow left his first comment here back in May of 2007. Over the years, even through just 275 comments, I felt like I knew him. And to know he's gone is saddening. I'll miss his short, pointed comments. And I guess I'd have missed them eventually had I not known.
I'm sure there are just as many people who used to read me as there are people reading me now. I know I get read by a lot more people than just those who comment, so there are readers who probably have never said anything. But I value the comments I get here, even by those who I disagree with and my blog wouldn't be the same without 'em.
I can't imagine me blogging for the rest of my life. Something is going to come along and replace blogging, I'm sure, and maybe then I give it up, maybe not. I hope of course that my passing isn't the cause, but to think that there are people out there who I've never met and yet will miss me is humbling.
So, just in case you're not aware, while I blog primarily for myself, I want to thank each and every one of my readers and especially those who comment frequently. You help make this place what it is too.