Getting your picture in the paper is just the coolest thing. For me, it has happened a handful of times. When I was small, there were Cub Scout functions, vacation bible school photos, and one occasion involving a huge paper mache turkey filled with canned goods. In every case, I’d save our own family paper and my mom would make the rounds to call friends and relatives, asking for their copies. “No, we don’t need the whole thing, just the one section. Thanks!”

Print is electric now, but I’m sure mothers and fathers still make those same phonecalls for the joys of their pride. Probably more so. After all, today’s Internet article will just be an archive on a hard drive tomorrow. But paper can by saved, pressed in a scrapbook, allowed to gracefully fade.

If you’ve come to visit from the Northside article, welcome. And thank you. If you’re just randomly passing through, please pick up today’s Atlanta Journal Constitution and read Gary Dorsey’s feature story about the bloggers of North Fulton County. When you’re done, I suggest you fold your copy neatly and put it somewhere safe. My mom will be calling sooner or later.