This week I added to the collection that is under my bed.
Under my bed I have newspaper editions of meaningful days from the past several years. Such as this one, April 25, 1999, that is still almost unbearable to look at:
And finally — and I do mean finally — the end of an era. The paper was forced to close just 55 days shy of its 150th birthday. This is the last Rocky Mountain News I’ll be able to put under my bed.
Other front pages not shown here are from the days each of my children were born. Tessa and Reed will have a snapshot of the world as it was on the days they entered it.
Outside of family, there aren’t many other entities I’ve invited into my home on a daily basis throughout my entire adult life.
The times I’ve lived abroad, the most special of care packages included a few Rocky Mountain News editions.
I have, on occasion, written in the Rocky and been written about in the Rocky. For the past 20+ years, if I’ve been home that day, I have read the Rocky that day.
I have lost a friend, a kindred spirit in documenting our lives and times.
Thank you, my Rocky. I am already missing you terribly.
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