Not Alone, but Alone?

The movement of the Tiverton School Committee meeting from the library to the auditorium at least seems merited tonight. In that sense, I'm not alone. Inasmuch as I've no evidence that I'm the only plain ol' interested citizen in the audience, I may prove to be alone in another, perhaps more important sense.

Perhaps it was my imagination, but I'm pretty sure that I heard the voice with which a drive home with Dan Yorke made me familiar the other day. At least I've got this tenuous connection with y'all. If only they'll let me hit "Post" before they run me out of the room.

(I kid. I kid.)