Saying goodbye is never easy. Earlier this week, I said goodbye to the “Education & Sports Reporter” position that I have been honored to hold for nearly 6 years. But saying goodbye to the COURIER or this city as a whole wouldn’t be appropriate because Claremont will still be a part of my life, though when you see me, I’ll no longer have the reporter’s notebook in one hand and a pen in the other.
Summer is officially here, bringing with it all the fun activities we look forward to, from backyard cookouts to Fourth of July parades and enjoying time outdoors. It also brings some of the hottest months of the year to our communities and that means our water use and water bills spike due to increased consumption.
Ten years ago, I lucked out. Having just moved back to Claremont and feeling ready to leave my writing/editing position at Hsi Lai Buddhist Temple, I applied for a part-time reporter job at the COURIER. Martin Weinberger, then-owner/publisher, informed me that he had selected someone for the position but suggested since he had not officially informed the candidate, why don’t I come in and talk with him.
I got the job.
I remember my first day well. It was a blazing hot day in September 2002 and, of course, the air conditioning in the old brick building on College Avenue was on the fritz, as it usually was. I was nervous, I was sweaty, I was uncomfortable on so many levels, and then I was given my first assignment: an obituary.