Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you know exactly why I’m too tired right now to do this post correctly. It’s wall-to-wall COVID-19 coverage everywhere. I didn’t expect to be working on content on a pandemic back when I started doing this in 2006.
Some of you know this story: I began working in Petersburg and got an offered to have a job interview for the job I wanted in Richmond (which I got 10 years later). When I look back at everyone I met and the lives that have been effected by me toughing it out in Petersburg, I wouldn’t trade that for any other potential scenario.
If not for my nearly three years in that tiny newsroom, I would have missed out on some great people. I’m way too existed to go into detail about all of them, but if we became friends between 2006 and now and I’m only a phone call, group chat or text away, you mean a lot to me. And I’m glad I get to say that about a lot of people. You have enriched my life as much, if not more, than the journalism that brought me to you.
Now it’s nearly time to go to sleep. I still got a lot of work to do. And it’s an honor to do it.