It wasn’t just Valentine’s Day.
It was my anniversary at the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette. My 33rd consecutive year.
Yes, I started here as a paperboy when I was 10. OK, bad joke and I have a birthday in three weeks that would easily dispute that claim.
It seems like yesterday I walked in to John Robert Starr’s office and he said I had a choice to make.
I could go to the Capitol and write politics or I could be the sports columnist.
If I went to the Capitol I’d get a raise (if memory serves it was $10 per week, which was a lot more money in 1979 than now) and if I went to sports I’d get no raise.
I chose sports and have never regretted it.
I work for great people and with great people.
Many readers who travel out of state write to tell me how superior our product is to what they read in other cities, and for that to happen, it takes a lot of teamwork.
For 33 years I’ve been blessed to be a part of a great team.
As for Valentine’s Day, Rachel and I celebrated in St. Vincent’s, and while we would have preferred to be home, the main thing was we were together.
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