It’s 10 o’clock at night on Sunday, Nov. 15. Deadline for the new issue of the magazine is tomorrow at noon. So why aren’t I at the office working like a dog as I have been for the past 19 1/2 years. The answer is simple: My daughter Annie has taken over as managing editor and she and my wife, Ilene, are at the office working like dogs. What a wonderful life!
I’m at home sipping Drambuie, having put the grandkids to bed and instructed my three teenaged sons that they are on their own for supper. I think I’ll continue reading Mas Ayoob’s new book, Concealed Carry. It’s terrific; I’ve learned a lot just from the first three chapters, and today went out and bought myself a pair of pants two sizes bigger than I normally wear. Why didn’t I think of that? Mas answers questions I didn’t think to ask. BHM will, of course, be selling the book in the new issue. But don’t wait for us. Go out and buy yourself a copy if you carry concealed.
Annie enjoys her job as ME. She was made for it. Immense talent! I’ll hone the edges a bit. It’s a big job she’s taken on, full of details and behind-the-scenes tasks. A good issue happens because the in-charge editor makes it happen. This issue is all hers. Wait til you see it! I’m so delighted and so proud of her. It’s like seeing me in my prime 19 1/2 years ago. I’ll have Lenie take a pic and email it to me so I can post it here.