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Holiday mail received by The Chronicle this year included an envelope addressed to “Dave Askins, Newspaper Man.”
I knew who had sent it without looking at the Virginia return address. It was from a guy nicknamed “Huck.”
Inside was a bonus – Huck’s holiday letter. It was a two-pager. The second page featured a paragraph that drew my gaze in that way your own name will when rendered in print: “So I Googled all Ann Arbor newspapers and emailed the first one for help – three hours later Mr. Dave Askins of The Ann Arbor Chronicle …”
Long story short: Richard Huckeby – “Huck The Elder” – and his lovely bride Rita were traveling across the country in early December, and were hoping to visit their friend Tom Stockton in Ann Arbor. But they were having trouble connecting via email or phone, which they’d used reliably in the past to communicate with him.
Otherwise put, Huck was looking for Tom. And Huck had asked a newspaper man for help.