We met a few times in real life, but I heard from him often in emails. It was either to let me know of a story that he thought would interest me, or to tell me how wrong I was about something, or to correct my typos. You see, “Ed” stood for Editor, and he was the editor of Blawg Review.
Ed had a few rules: First, no one ever showed a picture of his face. He was anonymous, and it was his desire to stay that way. To my knowledge, no one has been so unkind as to ever post a pic of Ed. Second, everyone called him Ed. He spoke of his life, but he was still always Ed. That’s how he wanted it, and so it was respected.
This morning, Ed’s son twitted the terribly sad news:
Newcomers to the blawgosphere might not know of Ed., as Blawg Review wore out as too many lawyers became self-promoters rather than members of the blawgosphere. It reflected a golden age of blawging, where we weren’t in it for the money or phony prestige, but for the good we could do and the camaraderie of being part of something more important than ourselves. And Ed was at the helm.
He was a great friend. I will miss him. Rest in peace, Ed.