Ever Google yourself? Be afraid, very afraid.

nope, not me.

I’m preparing for my twentieth high school reunion in a few weeks (let’s not even talk about the enormity of this fact, I still think and act like I’m twenty four so am still somewhat in denial.)

In the process of looking up friends on Facebook and trying to get reacquainted, I thought: What if someone tried to look me up? What would they find?

I had no idea.

First of all, one jokester tried to bust on my school. As a tried-and-true Nittany Lion, not loving this Socially Richmond profile of “Kate Willoughby Hall.” Can’t win ’em all? I oughtta. . . ok, let’s move on.

Scroll a bit further and we’ll find one of my prouder moments as a recent cast-away of empire LandAmerica Financial Group. What a joyful time.

This part of what was once an entire blog post, and somehow, due to the uber-Gods of the web, was condensed to one tiny little post with just my ginormous picture of my ginormous self at a chunkier phase in my bodily history. Thank you, internets.

Then, an epiphany. One of the nicest articles ever written about me. and an even cooler one from a former coworker at RichmondVAPresents.com. Thanks, mom, for sending them a check. You’re the best.

Last, but not least, was the number of porn stars that are actually named Kate Hall. I won’t link them here as this is a family-friendly site, but you can just imagine how different those Kate  Halls are.

Moral of this story: surfing the web is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get. Happy Googling!


  1. At least the stuff you found for your name are mostly not you. Imagine the lifetime of splainin' kids are going to have to do when they get older, interview for jobs, and realize every drunk picture, inflammatory tweet, or idealistic college op/ed article is archived forever in the "permanent record" that is Google.

    I'm thankful the internet didn't exist when I was a kid, otherwise I'd have a lot harder time controlling what people found out about me before I knew better than to put it online.

    Or you could be like the former Google CEO that tried to get his company to remove negative search results about him, only to be told "no". Then he has the guts to tell people if they don't want people to find out about stuff they shouldn't be doing it in the first place.

  2. I’m always amazed by the speed that digital technology is moving…and by how slow we as parents are to appreciate how important it will be to our children’s generation.

    We have GOT to help our kids with a context for their online presence. We know if our play date friends serve 100% organic milk and cookies; we have to pay attention to their soon-to-be OR their current Facebook friends, too. Our children’s digital footprint need not dog them as adults if we learn about profiling and data banking today, AND share what we know. Parenting is definitely a different job than it was when my Mom and Dad stepped up to the plate…except for those core values….which are probably exactly the same!

  3. Hahahahahah! Loved the Forest Gump reference. I have done this and oddly enough there are a TON of African American women named Chara…also some odd algea in the science world. Not sure what this means…I'm like pond scum? Before I joined facebook I always thought it was super fun that a beautiful African American woman popped up as me. In 3rd grade I went through a phase where I wished I was black. I even made a photo album filled with pictures from Jet and Ebony mags. It's like the internet was giving me my own alternate lifestyle wish.

    • Chara glad you like Forrest–he's one of my heroes :-) We neither think you're anywhere related to pond scum and are glad that you have found your brethren Charas in the world. Surely they are equally cool as you.

  4. Kate–Try googling yourself when what you do for a living is engaging the public dialogue in controversial social issues. I discovered a complete website in my name where someone who doesn't like my positions on things put a picture of people hanging other people with nooses. Not exactly what I hope my family and friends see.

    • Oh my gosh Victoria–I had no idea. That is horrible, I am so sorry that is the case. One bright spot is that anyone who really knows you knows how good of a person you are–mom, citizen, worker, etc—and knows that any of those horrible things aren't related to you :-)

    • Aw, Victoria I'm so sorry to hear that. Anyone who knows you knows that any of those horrible references could never relate to the REAL you. I'm sorry that your work puts you tough spots like that. WE love you!

  5. LOL – Kate your article made me laugh and contemplate googling myself (not sure if I am brave enough)

  6. Ha! I couple years ago I decided to Google a couple of my ex-boyfriends from high school and college to see how much they changed over the years. One of them was named Jeff Stryker. Nice guy, TKE president at UNCC, etc. (WARNING: MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY) Well, just for the record, the guy that comes up is NOT the Jeff Stryker I dated. Hey, at least the images you got were all upper body… ;)

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