6.20.2008
The best and worst of times
A friend of mine left journalism a few weeks ago. I made her a little going-away present. We had breaking news that night, so I didn't really get to make a big thing out of it or anything; I just handed it to her, told her I hoped she liked it (she did), and went back to work.
I hate good-byes.
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going-away pages
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