Munches tagged posts
At least, I think it’s a reader, if not, I don’t know how he’d have found me. Even if he’s not, it’s a sort of universal question.
He said that he’d been in contact lately with a slave, and now he was interested in being more involved in the community. I am paraphrasing, since I don’t have permission to quote him, but that’s the gist of it.
First, I think that it’s a good and genuinely important thing to have some contact with the community. I know that the life I live is not for everyone, or even for many, but you can have some involvement without being totally immersed.
I want to say, too, that I think that online communities do count, even if they’re different than face-to-face.
I think that communities do a couple of things for us.
I think it matters enormously to have people wit...Read More
I bet you thought I’d forgotten this thread, huh?
Nah, I just got caught up with the holiday and the dining room renovation, and all that kind of distractions.
So, anyway, the first munch I ever went to was in Lexington, Kentucky. It would have been the summer, probably June or July, of 1997.
I don’t know that it was called a munch, I honestly don’t remember.
I had ended my previous relationship and now had the ability to do what I wanted and I wanted to find a community of some kind.
The munch was held at a horrible Ryan’s Steak House, and a couple named Denise and Jeff were running it at the time.
There weren’t a lot of people there, maybe 20 or so. I guess I knew a couple of people already from online...Read More