I was barely 21 years old when asked to become a member of the Minden Press-Herald team. I look back, now age 35, and am thankful to this paper because it has given me more than I could have ever imagined.
I am forever indebted to 203 Gleason Street. I have attained knowledge that will never leave me, and I have forged the professional connections and friendships that will last a lifetime. My life would be very different without the Minden Press-Herald, and without this newspaper I would never be able to take my next step.
Times change, and so must I.
This will be my last column as a member of the Press-Herald. After nearly 15 years of helping bring you the news of your community, my time here has come to an end. The time to move on has come.
You can't stop change, no matter how much you wish you could. And sometimes, that change can be a very good thing. You may not want to stop it. Change can bring risks in its wake, but a life lived without ever taking a risk is not a life well lived.
Where am I going, and what am I doing? For a long time I have wanted to give back by making a real difference in the lives of our children. Education has long been a passion of mine. It is a field I wanted to enter during my University days and in years since. However, for one reason or another, I kept putting my desire on hold. At long last, I have decided to pursue that passion. But nothing more on that needs to be written of here.
What I want to leave you with is that I am grateful to those who have picked up this paper over the past 15 years, read our stories and participated in the process. I want to thank everyone who supported this paper through their advertisements, through their feedback, through their love of a community and the paper that tells her story every day.
A lot of people have come through the doors of the Press-Herald in the time I have been here. I liked most of them, and I loved a few. They are good people who bring you the news and help tell the stories of your businesses, your town and your life. Remember that fact in the years to come as the news industry continues to change.
Change. That's the common theme in this letter, isn't it? I'm reminded of what another writer once said of change. This fellow was more proficient at prose than I could ever hope to be, and I like what he says better than anything I could ever muster. So he said, when you think about it, we're all different people, all through our lives. And that's okay, that's good, you gotta keep moving, so long as you remember all the people that you used to be.
I will not forget one line of this, not one day. I swear. I will always remember when I was a part of the Press-Herald.
And no matter how many years go by, no matter how many summers I see, the Press-Herald will always be a part of me.