Well Cochrane, it’s been a slice.
For a year and a half I’ve slaved over a keyboard and racked up mileage to get word out to the community about all the important stuff. You know, art shows, fundraisers, motor vehicle collisions — real page-turners.
Just kidding. Y’all love that nonsense.
But the time has come to move up and move on – a move completely away from newspapers. By next week, I’ll have started my new job in marketing. I’m heading to the dark side.
This column was assigned to me as a way to say goodbye to readers. But that’s not how this is going to go down. First, because I’m still astonished that people read what I write. And second, because I’m the worst at goodbyes.
I wish I could tell you about how I longed to be a newspaper reporter throughout my life. But that would be untrue. With a background in sports and magazine, news writing has always been the furthest from my mind. But what the hell, I thought when Mr. Tennant offered me the job…let’s do this thing.
And it’s been an adventure.
The Mighty Eagle has given me the opportunity to meet interesting people and listen to amazing stories. Assignments have seen me rafting down rapids and icing my neck after being shot in the face with a fire hose. Sadly, that last statement is not an innuendo.
I’ve cried, giggled, screamed in fright, struggled to stay awake and made inappropriate comments at inappropriate times.
It’s been a trip. And, in retrospect, a pretty damn fantastic one.
And my colleagues at the Eagle? I can’t say enough.
They gave this girl more freedom, more chances, more leeway than she deserved. They provided support when hate-mail arrived, and suffered through fits of ‘flavourful’ language and my love of Guns N’ Roses.
So if you see them wandering around town, buy those poor suckers a drink.
Thanks for everything team. I’ll see you around.
But, I’m ready for my next adventure. xo
