The day I brought home the school newspaper with my name in the masthead as editor changed my life. I didn’t know it, but my father did.
It was several years before I became a professional journalist because I don’t count working at the Arkansas Gazette as a high school junior as the start of my career. Nor, was it the start of my career when I worked summers as the golf reporter between my sophomore and junior years of college.
Yes, I was pulling a full-time Gazette check early in my college days, but it was only to pay for college, not to set out on a journey in journalism.