Thanks for reading
So I'm done.
I'm moving on - not necessarily to better pastures but to different ones. And as I leave the newspaper, one of the hardest things will be to leave you, my dear four readers.
But here's the thing and one of the reasons I'm leaving the newspaper business. I'm starting to tell weird death stories. At every family function, nearly every time I sit down to the table, a friend or family member will ask me how I'm doing and I (assuming they are talking about the newspaper) will launch into a completely inappropriate story for a Thanksgiving dinner about some horrible camping death or grisly murder.
"Well, a few weeks back, there was this guy..."
My one sister sells real estate in Utah and she doesn't do that.
Still, I had some things I wanted to tell you so I'll try to sum up:
Thanks for reading.
I'm moving on - not necessarily to better pastures but to different ones. And as I leave the newspaper, one of the hardest things will be to leave you, my dear four readers.
But here's the thing and one of the reasons I'm leaving the newspaper business. I'm starting to tell weird death stories. At every family function, nearly every time I sit down to the table, a friend or family member will ask me how I'm doing and I (assuming they are talking about the newspaper) will launch into a completely inappropriate story for a Thanksgiving dinner about some horrible camping death or grisly murder.
"Well, a few weeks back, there was this guy..."
My one sister sells real estate in Utah and she doesn't do that.
Still, I had some things I wanted to tell you so I'll try to sum up:
1. Volunteer. Only good things can happen when you volunteer. I met the most amazing person volunteering and my life has not been the same since. It was early July, felt like 90 degrees, and I was working in a church kitchen wearing a wool Gap sweater because it matched my skirt. About five minutes into my shift, sweat was pouring down my face when someone behind me said "Aren't you hot?"
2. Everytime you see my publisher, Tom Northrop, stop him on the street and ask him what he is reading. Few people talk about books anymore the way he does. A while back, I was in the book store and I bought a book on the history of the cod fish because I remembered him talking about it. Cod. I passed right over the Shop-A-Holic series to buy a book about cod. That's how good he is. The man should work in schools.
3. Bake. Better yet, bake birthday cakes. I've been working on this skill for about two years now. A cake I tried to bake last week rose no higher than my Amy Winehouse cd. Still, a couple have turned out and my rise/collapse ratio is getting better the more I practice. There is no feeling so good as presenting someone you love with a cake that you made completely lit up with candles. Even better is having someone bake a birthday cake for you.
4. Know when to stop talking and make your exit. I'm still working on this one.
Thanks for reading.
11 Comments:
Talk about the end of an era. WashPA will be much less without Heidi Price being there each day.
The good news is that I know you'll keep writing. It's part of who you are.
In Italian, there's a great way to say goodbye. It's "Pace e Bene!" It means "peace and all good!"
Pace e Bene!, Heidi Price!
So sorry you're leaving the O-R, Heidi. I'll really miss reading your interesting stories. I wish you all the best in the next chapter of your life.
"Thanks for writing"
I have thoroughly enjoyed your blog. Your stories have been the best part of my day and brought me cheer. Thank you for sharing yourself with us. Best of life to you and "The Saint".
Debbie
Heidi-
I can't really put it into words since I'm not a reporter-just a bean counter! It won't be the same without you and I can only wish you the best and pray you have a wonderful adventure in the next "chapter" of your life. (With the saint I hope!) I'll miss you but only wish you happiness and success! Keep in touch! God Bless!
Kathy W (business office)
Heidi,
Best of luck. Thanks for your advice on writing and your great slice-of-life stories.
Jonathan
I didn't want to say goodbye but now you've forced me.
I didn't want to cry but now you've forced me.
Moe Betta Blues
The newsroom won't be the same without you, Heidi! Working with you these past 10 years has been a joy. You never failed to enter the workplace with a smile on your face or a funny story about your day. And your generosity is unmatched.
The O-R readership is better for you. You had the determination and gutsy attitude news writing takes to question, dig, re-question, dig some more to make sure our readers were getting the truth, not what some over-paid political hack in Harrisburg wanted us to use.
I'm not saying goodbye because I know we will stay in touch. But I will miss sharing the day-to-day routine with you and, most importantly, your willingness to drive out and get me a Starbucks!
Go in peace,
Christie
The newsroom weeps in your absence.
I understand that feeling of telling grim stories about this job to others. Anyway, good luck to you and thanks for all your help. You'll be missed.
Mike "Jimmy" Jones
You will be an O-R legend for years to come. Some of the best stories involve you. It was a pleasure working the last seven years with you.
Good Luck with everything.
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