Tag: newspaper
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Where I was
Last year, I was in New York City and I heard the names being read, first on the TV in my hotel room. Later I walked across the Brooklyn Bridge into Manhattan, and they were still reading. So many names. It was so quiet in that corner of the city, that section where the towers…
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Man shows up at police station with four dead bodies
Family had always been most important to him. He always said he needed them to live. That was before they crossed him. That was before he found her lying there, in satin sheets given as a wedding present. He guessed she thought the gift was meant to share. Gertrude always said she shouldn’t have…
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One of my first design projects
Me in my room at 15, being photographed by The Charlotte Observer for an article about the teen panel I was a member of. I was very proud of my wall! Susan jokes that I was able to turn it into a career …
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10 years ago | 10 years later
Written on August 29, 1994: In ten years I would like to be out of college and married. [10-year-later update: I was 4 years out of college, and I was married exactly 10 years and 6 days after this was written] I want to be a journalist at a large newspaper, perhaps writing editorials. [10-year-later…
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September 11, 2001
On that day 7 years ago, I was still a rookie copy editor and page designer at the newspaper. Fresh from college, I had been working there just 9 months, and this day would be the first day I would see what an impact working for the media can have – not just on the…
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Sunday morning
Spring lives here where sunrise greets weekend coffee and conversation Trust and truth rests – in your lap, my feet – in my hand, a newspaper Did you know, dear, that the world has stopped understanding but we know our demons, and we know our angels, and this day you are the guardian of my…
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Mosquito bites and daffodils
Yesterday I saw a sunset and decided to write it for you. I thought if I slaved and bled over my words, I could make you feel my moment and maybe shed a tear. I sat down with my self-inspired mind lest someone come and ruin my picturesque moment for you. But I forgot how…