My first editor at the Post, who welcomed me into the newsroom, is retiring. Thank you, Mike Daly, for your kindness. (Maybe in your free time you’ll decide to join Facebook so I can tag you.)
Here’s the latter part of his latest column:
You are reading the words of a retired newspaperman. Can it be? Seems not that long ago I walked into 410 State St., a very young man, the pungent smell of melting lead and cigar smoke scenting the air — where was OSHA in those days? — the Royal typewriters clattering.
It wasn’t yesterday, though, it was more like 46 years, four owners, nine publishers, 11 Bridgeport mayors — a number that includes Joe Ganim the First and Joe Ganim the Second — and a partridge in a pear tree, ago.
I’ve had a very good run and have worked with any number of wonderful people.
I’ve said to people over the years that everyone should have to be a newspaper reporter for a year: The first reason why is that you have to listen to people, really listen, so that you can accurately represent their stories and present them to, well, at one time it was about 90,000 subscribers to the Bridgeport Sunday Post.
It’s a high privilege to write a column and I owe gratitude to one Joseph Owens, a late editor of the Post editorial page who gave me the chance more than 30 years ago.
So I am retired, but the good news, for me — and I hope for you — is that this column is likely to continue.
Michael J. Daly is the retired editor of the editorial page of the Connecticut Post.