April 15, 2010, I began writing articles for Examiner.com. I toyed with the idea for a while and talked to many of my friends, family members and neighbor about the idea. One of my least likely supporters was the most excited. I sat with Mr. Hipp, as my son calls him, on my front porch in my rocker telling him about my other new job.
Hipp was excited to hear that someone he considers “real” will be presenting news to the world that can be accepted as real instead of some Hollywood version of reality. He said I should take it one step further and stop trying to help small businesses and fooling around with the internet and just write a book about real people in the neighborhoods of America.
Hipp loves me, is a good man and I have no doubt would kill for me. He doesn’t understand most of what I do, but he understands me and why I do them. His vote of confidence means a lot to me.
Thank you Mr. Hipp for your support and for believing I am a Real Person Being Real.