Bernie Gets the Call. Two Calls, Actually.
Jenny Page It takes exactly 100 steps for me to walk from my desk to the Riverside – 103 if you count the steps from its front door to the bar. On…
Bernie Rossie, Local Newspaper Editor
Bernie to the World: Journalism is NOT Dead!
Gunnar Olafsson Wednesdays are the worst, this one in particular. Three weather previews to edit, a process story on what could have been the least productive county legislature meeting (which included a…
Bernie Falls in Line
Like I had a choice. (See previous.)
Bernie’s Shrinking Fishbowl
I’d met the Paul’s ex on two occasions, neither of which made me at all excited about there being a third. But Mayor Charlotte insisted. “We have to pay our…
The Begging Tour, Part 3: Ambush in the Sitting Room
The Hughes’ cat may have run off into the night, but its essence was everywhere in the family’s sitting room. Though its style was Victorian to the hilt – satin…
The Begging Tour, Part 2: The Interrogation Factor
I don’t believe in horoscopes. Never have, never will. I always picture these syndicated columnists, so-called “seers,” in their basements smoking Newports, sipping highballs and stringing together storylines toward which…
Bernie Moves Into Position
Her note was succinct and direct. Mr. Rossie … My team and I are embarking on a door-to-door blitz to raise money for the statue memorializing Mick Righteous and we’d…
Bernie Strikes Gold. Film at 11.
The closest I’d ever come to having a true scoop was in New York, during my internship. It was my day off, a Monday, I think. It was warm, much…
Thursday: Has the "protege" gone dark?
Bernie leaves his desk to find out.
Christmas Chair, Christmas Cheer
Bernie steps back