So long, Mr. Kadner
Phil Kadner, second from the eight, at a 2013 Pat Quinn press conference.
This is my last column for the Daily Southtown, and it begins with an apology to my wife. You see, for nearly our entire married life she has been startled from a sound sleep by my grumblings, ramblings and screams.
Midnight terrors is what some newspaper people call them. Haunting thoughts that perhaps a name in a story was misspelled, numbers transposed, or a date is wrong.
There were many times I wondered if I should quit, questioning whether I had the right mental composition for the job, but two things kept me coming back. First, I never really thought I could do anything else for a living. Second, I didn’t think anyone should be doing the job who didn’t care as much as I did…Please click here to read Phil Kadner’s final column. Tribune editor Phil Jurik writes a related story, “Kadner appeal was universal, his space his alone.”