I get most of my news online. I can find the column written by my favorite Kansas Star columnist, C.W. Gusewelle, on the Internet. I haven't subscribed to the Star for years because I can get all the news in other forms.
In January of this year, I read in our local paper, The Odessan, that Gusewelle was going to be speaking at a function a mile down the road from me. I blogged about my memories of Gusewelle and poems I wrote to him (HERE and HERE). I really wanted to go hear him speak, but I talked myself out of it. I wish I had gone.
The Sunday after that blog entry, there was a Kansas City Star laying in the driveway when we headed to church. I figured it was either an accident, or else they were trying to get me interested in subscribing.
The next Sunday it was there again. I looked through the coupons, hunted up Gusewelle's column, and tossed the rest of the paper. Throughout the remainder of winter, and all through spring and summer, I got my free Sunday paper. Gradually I got to reading a little more of the paper, and before you know it I was looking forward to Sundays and my newspaper. It was becoming part of my life.
Then last Sunday it wasn't there. My day was ruined. Someone must have figured out that I wasn't supposed to be getting the paper. That's what I feared, until a Facebook friend from my community mentioned that he didn't get his Sunday Star either.
Ah, a glimmer of hope. Maybe it had been a one-time thing.
Sure enough, as we went down the driveway to go to church this morning, my paper was there.
Now I am wondering: Did Charles Gusewelle sign me up for the paper back in January because I mentioned him? Because that's when I started receiving it. Or maybe someone at the Kansas City Star appreciated my giving one of their columnists some free publicity and decided to repay me.
Whoever is responsible, I would like to say "thank you". I enjoy reading the paper again.