My computer was hacked last week.
I had my laptop here in the office and I heard the click-click-click of three messages in a row and that caused me to look in its direction.
All three were messages that said that the e-mail I just sent was undeliverable.
I didn’t send any e-mail.
And the undeliverable e-mails I supposedly sent went to people who I haven’t even thought of in a long time and their e-mail addressed were no longer valid.
A few more click-click-clicks followed and I figured it out.
Yep. I’ve been hacked again.
Someone got to my computer and was sending out God only knows what kind of junk to the many in my address book.
Then I went back to my work without giving it much thought.
What a difference it was from the first time I was hacked.
I’m guessing it was five or six years ago. I had been doing a lot of work at remote sites, including a McDonald’s in Wheaton twice a week.
One morning, I opened my computer and there were hundreds of emails that I allegedly made during the night that were returned to me. For one day, emails under my good name were being sent all around the globe to saints and sinners alike representing some drug company from Canada that offered all of these wonderful pills that would help put the boing in bedroom gymnastics.
I was floored.
I was embarrassed.
Sure, there was a segment of people that I didn’t care about – friends who would yuk it up and give me a hard time.
But my address book was filled with so many different people. Business acquaintances. Sources in the community such as mayors and school superintendents, trustees and board members. Cops. Parents and teachers at my kids’ schools – a Catholic school nonetheless. And I’m sure the school’s principal was also on my list and I’m not sure she would appreciate the product I was supposedly selling.
This was bad.
I wasn’t – and I’m still not – smart enough to know how to send a followup e-mail to everyone warning them that I was hacked and it wasn’t me. So, basically for a couple of days I talked to everyone I knew and apologized for the hacked e-mail. Most were understanding. Some said it happened to them. One coach told me “Geez, I thought you trying to tell me something.’’
In the following weeks, months and years, I’ve seen a lot of people on my email list who were hacked sending all kinds of junk to me as well. It’s so common that I don’t give it a second thought.
Also, after a few click-click-clicks, something or someone at AOL sniffed that something was up and shut that process down and made me use a new password. So chances are good that very few people received this hacked e-mail.
One weird aside, one hackmail that bounced back to me said “this email address is no longer accepting incoming mail’ and it was signed by Homewood-Flossmoor Athletic Director Alec Anderson. Anderson died in August, 2013.
Anyway, the bottom line is that I think we are immune to these hacks now but I would like to tell the world if you received an inappropriate e-mail from me – it wasn’t me.
SUBHEAD – Now that’s rare
A football player by the name of Kapri Bibbs was recently brought up off the practice squad an onto the regular Denver Broncos roster.
I knew him when he was a senior at Plainfield North High School.
He did things very few students or athletes could do. He was a rare breed. Every time I heard something about this dude, I would think “Wow, really?”
One night back in 2010, he ran for 520 yards in a game against Oswego. But it wasn’t like he was padding his stats against a tomato can opponent. Both teams were unbeaten and his seven touchdowns made a difference in a 49-43 victory.
He signed up with Colorado State but took a junior college detour. Then sat out a year and was able to suit up with CSU last year and he ran for 1,741 yards and 31 touchdowns and had the attention of NFL scouts. We was an undrafted free agent at Broncos camp and made the Broncos’ practice squad.
Now he’s on an NFL team.
But despite all of that, that’s not what makes him rare in my eyes.
What made him rare was that back in high school, he was a two sport athlete – football and bowling.
I am sure there are others who have played football and bowled at their schools, but I had not encountered any until I met him. And I first met him in a bowling alley where this big football player was hoisting a ball down the lane. He was carrying a respectable 179 average and told me he had three 300 games in his career.
And he was using a 10-pound ball!
Most male bowlers use 16-pound balls and some guys have made fun of those who use 15-pounds balls over the years and kiddingly called them sissies.
Bibbs was using a ball that kids would use.
But not too many people gave him grief.
A rare breed indeed.
CAPTION – Kapri Bibbs is a rare kid who played football and bowled in high school.