I first joined Neil's Kinks digest when they numbered in the 200s somewhere. I
remember that reaching digest number 500 seemed like an important milestone. A
lot of new friends and strange wonderous oddballs have come and gone from the
digest over the years. Some I still write to regularly, and some I've lost touch
with. But through all the changes one thing has stayed constant: Neil
Ottenstein's steady hard work to keep things on an even keel.
I finally met Neil at the turn of the century when my family was visiting
Washington D.C. Neil and I toured some of the art museums of the Smithsonian in
our Kinks shirts. Though I don't write to him often, I think of him as a kindred
spirit, a dad who's steady efforts try to make the world just a little
better.
Thank you for the digests,
Those endless digests, those big and wild and half
insane digests you gave me.
