Don't mess with Bill

I don't subscribe to my old hometown paper, The Daily Hampshire Gazette. The rag wasn't worth the 50 cents a day they charged for it when I lived there and I'll be darned if I'm going to pay hundreds of dollars to access the online content when I can get the major news for free at masslive.com. But I still check the site regularly of late, mainly (which is a testament to my old age) to see if anyone I know has died. You can't read the obits but you can read the list of names.

You can also view the photos in their galleries for free which I only recently realized. This week I found a fairly terrible picture of my old boss Bill Newman. Trust me he doesn't usually look this angry. In fact when he let loose with a full throated belly laugh in the office while he was on the phone, all of us were in stitches, even though we didn't have a clue about the joke. That's one of the things I miss about working there.