I finally uncovered the latest issue of EC&M this morning at breakfast. I found myself bragging to my 7th grade son that "This is where I hang out, alot." Until a friend refered me to ECN back in 2001, I simply rode the range, mending fences, tending the herd, and would hope I could get what I needed when I returned to town, from time to time. I read alot, but there was no conversation to speak of.

My son looks at me blankly. . .he has no reference. . .he's grown up not knowing the absense of virtual community.

This is paradigm shattering. [Linked Image]

Kudos, Bill!!!

Al Hildenbrand