It’s curious how life can turn on a moment. Sometimes with just an idea.
For us, it was 20 years ago this spring when my wife, Tamara, asked the simple question, “What about here?”
It was a question that popped up as we were absorbing the bucolic beauty of southern Sonoma County having just visited my mom who had retired to Sonoma. At the time, we were living in Mountain View but were hopscotching around the West Coast looking to find a place to settle and start a family, knowing we were never going to make it work financially in the South Bay.
“Well, they have a newspaper up here called The Press Democrat,” I said. “It’s owned by the New York Times and is very respected. But there’s one problem. They rarely ever have any openings. Nobody ever leaves that paper.”
Sometimes, however, fate has its own answer.
The next day, I opened a copy of Editor & Publisher magazine and there was an ad for an editorial writer at The Press Democrat. Here was the position that I was hoping to find — at the very newspaper we had just discussed. Tamara couldn’t believe it. She also couldn’t believe it when, several months later, I was offered the job.
The hardest thing to believe now is all that occurred two decades ago — and that it is all winding to a close.
I hate to say it, but it’s come time for me to leave The Press Democrat and retire from daily journalism — after more than 35 years in the business.
I don’t make this decision lightly, and I am not actually retiring. Far from it. In fact, my son — whose swift and complicated birth I reported in one of my first columns long ago — and I will both soon be heading off to college. He will be going to one of a half-dozen colleges where he has been accepted. We’re heading out on Monday to visit some of these places.
For me, there is but one campus. I’ll soon be moving over to Sonoma State University, where I’ll be the director of communications and community relations. For the past five years, I have been the faculty adviser for the Sonoma State Star, the campus newspaper, and I’m looking forward to the opportunities this new position presents, including being on campus full time, helping the university tell its story and build connections and, maybe, take some classes myself. Being around students is the best cure for cynicism, even mild cases like mine.
But leaving is not easy, especially when it comes at a time when I have never been more proud of any publication for which I have worked. The efforts of this newspaper over the past six months have been remarkable, and I’m pleased to see that they are being recognized.
Last week, in case you missed it, the The Press Democrat was honored with one of the most prestigious awards in American journalism — the American Society of News Editors award for Breaking News Writing. This was in recognition of the online and print coverage during the first 24 hours of the Oct. 8 firestorm.
This staff’s reporting on the wildfires also has been honored with a first-place award for Breaking News Reporting in the annual Best of the West contest, a competition that involves news organizations in 14 western states.