As the year winds down and I reflect on my adventures all over North America, it occurs to me that many people don’t know who I am.
To be honest, I’m surprised that no one asked me point blank – and I met a lot of wonderful people. Perhaps they thought it was impolite – or they thought they should know and were reluctant to admit they didn’t.
Well, I have to confess that we did start out with the idea that it might generate some mystique – or not – if we didn’t tell.
If you read my first essay about my former life as a bridge player, you might have picked up on a hint or two. Perhaps not. There’s also the factor that I look pretty much like I did before I took my extended break from bridge.
In any event, if you think you know who I am, send a note to the editor of the Bridge Bulletin (firstname.lastname@example.org). He will give you a month to respond, followed by a drawing among those who answer correctly.
The winner will receive a visit from Little Old Me! For those who are wondering what that entails, I pay my own way – and I don’t eat a lot (but I am partial to root beer floats).
Best wishes for the holidays. See you in 2010!