A Writer's Biography, Volume II, Part 5: My time in journalism
Last week, I met with an acquaintance at my house. The guy, Dale, was picking up some old files from me for a writing project that I was dropping and he was passing on to another writer.
As I asked about the writer, I learned that he'd worked at the same newspaper as Dale had years back. That was more than a few years back, "before the buyouts." And just like that, for a few moments we were swapping stories back and forth - the buyouts that had hollowed out Dale's former employer, the cuts at the hometown newspaper that I used to work for that left it more of a zombie publication than a living, breathing institution.
I was flashing back to my time as a journalist. I call myself an old retired journalist, even though I'm 20-40 years younger than most of the people who claim that description as their own. In years past, I would have been in my prime as a journalist, with honors aplenty and years left to go in my career. Now I'm retired from the profession, with no foreseeable way to retur…
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