Communicators’ Conference 2019
Above you can see a few of the goodies I came away with – there were lots more. Among the items missing is the St. Augustine’s prayer book, which I am enjoying working through.
When I was asked to speak at one of the workshops, I wondered what fantastic communication feat I’d achieved to warrant the invitation. I soon found out. My given topic was romance scams.
I thought long and hard before I agreed to take part. I decided to go ahead because it was an excellent opportunity to raise awareness about romance scams. I gave a twenty-five-minute presentation as part of the cybersecurity workshop. I also wrote an accompanying article for my fellow communicators to publish. It’s already been published a couple of times, and I hope that many of my communications colleagues will include it in their magazines. The article is written from my point of view (I targeted it initially for publication in a men’s ministry magazine), but it includes information sent to me from some of the victims and their families.
You can read Unknowing Victims here.
Monday. Spring hadn’t properly arrived in Denver, in the evening it started to snow heavily. I braved the weather and found a good Indian restaurant a few blocks away. It was so good I returned on Wednesday to try some different dishes.
Tuesday, after our pre-conference workshops we held the conference Eucharist at St. John’s Cathedral which was followed by food provided by the cathedral. I was quite unsettled, as I called Ginger from the cathedral and we had to cut our conversation short because of a tornado warning. For whatever reason, the Springfield weather radar was down (one imagines the worse), and I couldn’t get any information. Looking on social media I could only find a severe thunderstorm warning, which was a bit of a relief. I’d have been a lot more worried if I’d found out what was happening. Nine tornadoes touched down in the area (update: the final figure was over 25), one traveling ten miles. Fortunately, no one was killed, though a lot of places have been trashed.
Wednesday was wall to wall workshops. This was a week when my photo-mojo pretty much deserted me. I struggled photographically and personally at this conference and mainly kept to myself. Rather than join in the group dinners, I went back to the Indian restaurant I’d found on Monday.
Thursday. Fortunately by the time Thursday and some free time came around the weather had improved. Still a tad on the chilly side, but much better. After I had delivered my presentation and I’d seen the second keynote speech, I visited the Denver Art Museum.
Friday was a travel day but my flight didn’t leave until 5 pm. So I wandered around town for a while before catching the train to the airport.
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