Major Change at MLN: "The torch; be yours to hold it high."

Branford Boy at MLN announces a passing of the torch:
My Left Nutmeg :: Where Connecticut Dems Scratch That Progressive Itch:

"From the get-go, MyLeftNutmeg was envisioned as a community site, not a vehicle for any one person. However, the real world demands that every blog must have an 'owner,' someone who controls the domain registration, pays the hosting bills, responds to media inquiries, and so forth. Since August 2005 that person has been me.

But no more. I am moving on to other things and have passed the baton, as it were, to younger, more capable hands. The new 'owner' of My Left Nutmeg is ctblogger of ConnecticutBLOG fame."

Thanks for what you have helped to do in and for Connecticut and good luck to you, Branny, and a little note to ctblogger:

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders Fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders Fields.

These simple words that spurred champions on:

To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.

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