My plan for today’s post was to report on my wonderful experiences at Left Coast Crime, a conference I had committed to attending a year ago. But fate had it that, as I was zipping up my luggage, twenty-five minutes before I was scheduled to leave for the airport, I got a phone call that stopped me in my tracks—a family emergency that meant I had to stay home.
So I missed it.
I did not get to fulfill the role I promised, on a panel that included some of my favorite historical mystery writers.
I did not get to hang out with Lisa Brackmann whose company I so enjoy.
|Lisa and Tim|
I did not get to cheer on the great MIE blogger emeritus Tim Hallinan who was the Guest of Honor. I was not there to hoot and holler when he won the Lefty for best humorous mystery of the year.
|Guest of Honor Tim at his interview|
And I was not there to meet Everett Kaser face to face for the first time and to go with him to visit his nominee for the best bookshop in the world—Powell’s.
But EvKa has been kind enough to send me his photos of the event, which I share here with his permission.
One of the marvels of this photo collection for me is to find out how very tall Everett is. This is not the first time that I have been shocked by such information. Being 5’2”, I always assume most adults are taller than me, but the people associated with MIE make me feel like a munchkin. Here is photo of EvKa and Tim Hallinan, which is a case in point. I know that I barely come up to Tim’s chin, so Everett would tower over me.
Here are a couple of old pix that will give you an idea of my standing—and regardless how I might look, I am standing in these shots:
I leave you with the following, which I have always taken as ironic rather than contemptuous.
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