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When reporting a story, I sometimes need to find a particular kind of person—someone who's battling cancer, or who recently switched banks, or who owns both a Chevy pickup and Toyota sedan.
At such moments, I call my brother Keith, a telecommunications worker in eastern Kansas. Usually he says, "I know just the guy."
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His contacts are so diverse in large part because he's offline. At age 52, he's never sent an email, surfed the Web or bought anything online. With no BlackBerry to distract him in the grocery line, he's likely to make a friend or two before checking out. With no Web page to instruct him on his latest project—how to grind sausage or build a cow fence or install a wood-burning stove—he seeks out the help and advice of neighbors who have done it, and during beer-drinking sessions afterward he listens carefully to their talk of health problems, banking habits and new-car purchases.
"I like talking to people," he says. "I don't understand this thing nowadays where people in the same room send each other emails instead of talking."
Hat Tip: Kendall Harmon
