June 6, 2010
Just back from Rocky Point, Mexico. We were celebrating Kathy's 60th B-day (it's actually tomorrow) and Deena's 30th birthday (actually May 7). Being the Puerto Penasco vet she is, Deena rented a big house on Los Conchos Beach. Weather was perfect, light breezes on the porch, left doors and windows open all day and night. In the evenings it was Pacifico beers and La Julio tequila, plus Patricia's homemade green chile and quesadillos, oh, and shrimp scampi. Ay-yi-yi, it doesn't get much better than that. Bill Glenn also joined us, and the Radinas, Brad, E.J., Mercedes and Debbie rented a house a couple miles east of the estuary but joined us several times.

Blogless On The Beach
We were out of cell phone range, not to mention Wi-fi range, so no texting, no cell phones blatting and no email or blog posts. I must admit it was hard at first (where are we headed?!), but we quickly got used to the techno-vacuum and replaced it with the soothing sounds of the waves crashing on the beach. I think this is the longest I have gone in years (7?) without posting a blog. Now that's a sad record. Ha.

Bob Brink lent me his copy of "The Publisher: Henry Luce And His American Century" by Alan Brinkley. Needless to say, I am respectful and in awe of his vision and tenacity regarding the daunting task of creating a new style magazine, Time, which ironically is in severe decline today. Still, his angst and the battles he fought, all ring true for me from The Razz, New Times and on through True West. The scale may be leagues apart, but the problems and the challenges are the same.

"On the face of it, this is not the easiest job imaginable."
—Henry Luce, describing the start up of Time magazine