I read The Silence is the Noise years ago after randomly picking it up at Trident. Pretty cool reading the backstory here. Having moved away from my hometown, as well, I feel what you're saying about going back to who you used to be, whether you like it or not.
Ah, that's cool. Thanks for reading. Silence is sort of about that time, but also in a way about when I lived there several years earlier and worked as a reporter. Of course, that book is fiction, and I used some of my experiences as a foundation to write from, but none of it should be taken as fact. This essay, though, is as close to true as I could make it.
This was great! I love that about unbidden memories. The long pull of small-town history, your own and the familial deep beyond. I love that country out there. Bet those years at the paper were trip!
You know I greatly appreciated what you brought to the Valley through your work at the Star-Herald. We still need to find a chance to spend some time catching up—I know a few places.
I’m Steve. If I knew then what I know now I’d have tried to spare you the wrath of the ignorant imbeciles. These days I call it Dumbassistan, and it’s killing what’s left of the America we knew. You’re made of good stuff. Keep fighting.
Wouldn't change those three years for anything. I loved learning from you and working there. I consider you one of my best mentors and models for hard work and courage in journalism. We made a good newspaper together.
I read The Silence is the Noise years ago after randomly picking it up at Trident. Pretty cool reading the backstory here. Having moved away from my hometown, as well, I feel what you're saying about going back to who you used to be, whether you like it or not.
Ah, that's cool. Thanks for reading. Silence is sort of about that time, but also in a way about when I lived there several years earlier and worked as a reporter. Of course, that book is fiction, and I used some of my experiences as a foundation to write from, but none of it should be taken as fact. This essay, though, is as close to true as I could make it.
This was great! I love that about unbidden memories. The long pull of small-town history, your own and the familial deep beyond. I love that country out there. Bet those years at the paper were trip!
It was!
You know I greatly appreciated what you brought to the Valley through your work at the Star-Herald. We still need to find a chance to spend some time catching up—I know a few places.
I’d love that, Bill. Our trips home are usually focused on time with family, but let’s try to make it happen.
I’m Steve. If I knew then what I know now I’d have tried to spare you the wrath of the ignorant imbeciles. These days I call it Dumbassistan, and it’s killing what’s left of the America we knew. You’re made of good stuff. Keep fighting.
Wouldn't change those three years for anything. I loved learning from you and working there. I consider you one of my best mentors and models for hard work and courage in journalism. We made a good newspaper together.