Since people seem to be sharing things, you might be interested in what I'm attaching to this e-mail. As you might remember, my best friend from high school, Art Radwin, was killed by a drunken "wrong-way" driver in March of 1982. He was an interesting guy and a bit of a character. Anyway, in early 1987, I was taking a course in magazine writing at the Ohio State University School of Journalism and was given an assignment to write a profile of anyone I cared to choose, living or dead. The profile was to be written in a highly personal, first-person voice, which was the hallmark of the style known as "new journalism," or "literary journalism" (for reference, think of the works of Hunter S. Thompson, Tom Wolfe, or Joan Didion). I immediately chose to write about Art. I guess I did a pretty good job because my instructor submitted my work to a prize jury, and I soon found myself the recipient of the OSU School of Journalism's most prestigious award, the Thurber Writer Award.

I have no idea if posting this on the memories website is appropriate. It might be too personal, or it might be too restricted in its appeal.