My experience with a weakened economy hasn't been of great measure. Sharon and I keep our overhead low and our own budget has remained stable and without noticeable cuts. But we are not immune to the overall feeling of caution and uncertainty that rules the day lately. Few folks in our social circle are to far removed from the realization that thoughtless indulgence is not an indulgence we have right now. The need for economy calls that our times and choice of splurge should become simple and creative again. One of my simpler enjoyments is reading the paper.
Today the Rocky Mountain News published its final edition,
Friday, February, 27th, 2009.
This is a big deal to Denver. It's a big deal to most people in Colorado. Few traditions are as reassuring and calming anywhere in the country, as reading the local paper. In 55 days, the Rocky would have celebrated it's 150th anniversary. I'm sad that it will no longer be a part of my community and that over 200 of my Colorado neighbors must begin looking for jobs to replace long held positions.
My memories of the Rocky Mountain News aren't from the perspective of a devout reader. Instead, my time with the Rocky was limited to two weeks a year, during my family's annual vacation visit to Denver to stay with my grandparents. My Grandma's Newspaper was full of excellent stuff, stuff I didn't have access to normally. I remember turning the pages of the tabloid style newspaper, amazed by the seemingly unlimited choice of entertainment and activity available to us in the city. I remember turning the pages at the small glass-topped table at the end of Grandma's long kitchen. In the morning, the sun lit and warmed this end of the kitchen and you could see the bird feeder just outside the window.
My best wishes and prayers will be with everyone at the Rocky who shared their talent and work with us for so long. Au revoir et merci.
Have a good weekend, and Godspeed, John Glenn,
Dave
