So it’s not just one guy in his dressing-gown in the front room in Drumcondra hacking away. I’m normal, Ma, I’m normal!
I also managed to spend a few hours in the Family History Library, where I was mobbed (in the nicest, most Mormonly way) when word got out that someone knew something about Irish records. But they have more Irish records on microfilm than any other repository on the planet. Granny was taught how to suck eggs.
The meat-and-potatoes classes kick off tomorrow, and the multi-acre vendors’ area opens for business.
Salt Lake City will probably seem less surreal when the jet-lag wears off, but it’s plenty enjoyable already.
The Irish Times‘ ‘Irish Roots’ column, which I’ve written since February 2009, is coming to an end in ten days or so, with the last one due on February 8th. The decision wasn’t mine. Like all newspapers, the Times is struggling to stay solvent as it goes digital, and just can’t afford to do everything it used to. Ah well.
I think it’s a mistake – but I would, wouldn’t I?
Yes, it’s very important for a newspaper to have a digital-first approach. But the paper ‘paper won’t die. It might shrink to a fraction – 20%? 30%? – of glory-days circulation, but a kernel of true believers will remain. Look at what’s happening with CDs and book-shops, which should be long dead if the digital visionaries had been right. Instead, you have to fight through the crowds to get into the last big book-shop in Dublin, Hodges Figgis.
That kernel of true believers will be the basis of the Times‘ survival, I think. Unless they drive them away by shrinking the physical newspaper too much.
Enough venting. I’ll continue to write about Irish heritage and genealogy in this blog, if only because it’s too late to stop now.