IPC

 It's time for the Last Row Party.

This is produced by the Indianapolis Press Club Foundation to raise money for journalism students.

Quality of journalism is indeed variable/debatable.  But it's an interesting time.

The last 3 drivers for the 500 are roasted and there is food and humor as well as camaraderie.

Also there are neat t-shirts commemorating the event.

What it means most is memories of the Indianapolis Press Club.

It was a rec room for legislators, newspeople and associates; aplace where people could let down there hair, get a few drinks and a good meal.

Having been in radio and doing news, sports and documentaries, I qualified as a member and was sponsored by a local news celebrity.

I knew many of the folks just across the street at the State Capitol.  We talked confidentially and openly on many subjects.  We also shot the breeze in comfort.

I also took my family for lunch/dinner and it was a great private meeting place for BurlyRose Productions where showbiz people could relax unnoticed.

I never went to TLRP til after sadly the Club closed.

The girls tending bar and the manager said I should go, so I finally did.

Honesty was the best policy at the Club.

Perhaps it was closed because of how compromised politics and MSM have devolved.

So other places to meet?

Well, that varies and is a confidential other story.