Time Magazine has named me Person of the Year. My copy of Time will arrive with a mirror on the cover, with a caption, "picturre of the person of the year"
I don't mnd sharing this honor with a lot of other people. We deserve it. Time cites us and sends us kudos for making the "information age" work. We users of the internet, the "information highway". We have revolutionized business and society like nothing since the printing press, and maybe even more.
Here sit I in my room in the old folks home, writing a journal that is read across the country, and in UK too. And you, you post comments on it too. You are persons of the year.
I get most of my news from the internet. I buy lots of things...books, toys, musical instruments, clothes, medicine... on line. I haven't sold anything yet, but I could easily.
I have made motel reservations online. I have bought airline tickets online. I keep in touch with my daughter online. We play games as easily as if we shared the same parlor.
I met a lady on line in a game room, and we became romantic, took vacations together. I have a girl friend online, though I will never get to meet her in person. And pen pals, I have made lots of pen pals.
Thank you, Time magazine, for recognising what I have contributed to society. I was glad to do it.