It’s been ten years since my first boss at washingtonpost.com passed away. Bill Grant hired me in October of 1998 as a sports producer. It was my first ‘career’ job out of college. I suppose it helped that I lived right down the street from him, and had been recommended by another employee who was one of my former journalism professors, but I’d like to think I earned it.
I worked in the sports department for a couple of years, trying to make my mark on the company and get promoted to bigger and better things (a part-time sports producer doesn’t make much money). Bill allowed me to do that, giving me opportunity after opportunity to excel, and he taught me many lessons about journalism that I still use today.
In early 2007, after he found out he was sick, he brought me back to work part time in the sports department, though I had moved on to a different company. I accepted, often working Friday nights after leaving my day job.
Today, I’m back at The Post. Many of the things I did and learned in those first few years, under his direction, left a lasting impression and I’ll never forget him.
Via his wife, Tracy Grant: I was my husband’s caregiver as he was dying of cancer. It was the best seven months of my life.
No, YOUR hair looks stupid.
Back in August of 1990, my family visited Universal Studios in Florida, where I saw the Alfred Hitchcock exhibit. I LOVED it.
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The historical record of this day is already well preserved, but here are my notes as it’s likely something I’ll be talking about for years to come, and I’d hate for the details to fade from my memory. Continue reading “Inauguration Day, 2017”
Most of what I wrote this past year was about my favorite topic, the Washington Capitals.
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When I was a kid, I had a pair of stilts. I believe I got them for Hanukkah, probably in 1985 or 1986, and worked my way up to the highest notch in the wood. It got boring just walking around so I taught myself some tricks, like like spinning one around, and tossing one to the ground while staying up for a minute or so without falling.
I’m not sure what happened to them – last I saw them they were in the corner of the garage, and I probably haven’t used them in more than 20 years, but I’m sure I still know how – just like riding a bike.
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8/29 Roommate loses parking pass after getting into an accident. I order a new one, which costs $75. (I have two other passes).
9/4 Parking pass company doesn’t get back to me so I have to call again to place my order.
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