Background for you FDL members who are not familiar with Wannamakers. Wannamakers was to Philly like Marshall Fields was to Chicago – an upscale department store. Wannamakers occupied a full city block and was eleven stories tall. It was an imposing building that is listed in the Historical Register of Historic Places. The Eagle was (is still?) a statue in a four story atrium. Wannamakers was at the heart of the city in ways that go beyond geographical. It was a class act that can never be replaced. The center city deparment stores now are not much different than your local neighborhood stores with the exception that the local stores have more parking. A great many Philadelphians miss their Wannamakers.

And then get back on topic, and away from your “I’m not worthy” schtick.

I come here for content, not biographies of bloggers.
And from my point of view, it’s all about ME not you. It’s about me getting what I came for and leaving quietly, generally.

When I finally got thru the I this and I that, the content was pretty good.

Nice Hat.

Oh! Hi Jane! i missed your greeting earlier. And before I forget (before In pass out on the keyboard) let me say THANK YOU ALL FOR SUCH A WARM WELCOME.
I still don’t know who had the idea to bring me on board, but whoever you are, thank you so much. I am really truly honored to be here.
I’ve been reading this blog for a long time, and it’s just great to be in the company of people who write so passionately and think so deeply. It’s a total honor, and I will do my best not to suck.

My idea. I love your stuff, and your NARAL writings have been super.

I stand by my comments. He’d better not forget the taint either.

The scene is a news store where Woody Allen wants to discreetly but a really dirty magazine. Among the sight gags is copy of National Review displayed in the pornography section. That’s only a tiny fragment. Rent the movie and watch for this scene.

A word of caution. My sides ached for some time after viewing.