My name, cast in lead on a Linotype machine, and a 100-year-old “S.”
I began taking a short class on running a letterpress at Green Pea Press at Lowe Mill the week before Advance Publications announced it would be cutting print publication of four daily newspapers — including the paper I subscribe to now and the one I worked at for 10 years — to three days a week.
Working with such beautiful old printing machines while facing the demise of the printed newspaper was a little dizzying.
The husband’s not sure how I can possibly eat breakfast without a newspaper. I’m not either.
Although I left the newspaper industry more than five years ago because of its instability, I still feel like something huge has been yanked out of my life.
I loved that career. I loved that industry.
Most people my age will proudly admit that they don’t read a newspaper, so I will mourn this demise quietly. But in a few years, when the industry’s watchdog duties have been neglected, we will all realize what we have lost.
Entirely Adequate 
