I was 21 the three months I worked in The Times-Picayune newsroom on Lafayette Square. We used manual typewriters, shared telephones and threw trash on the floor.
In 1968, we moved to the “new building” at 3800 Howard Ave.
I was there 41 years. I interviewed Nobel Prize winners, regular people, the Gospel Soul Children, a mother of a dying child. I traveled to Siberia, Africa, China. The paper was my womb. Journalism was my passion.
Newspapers had money. Print dying? Never.
Soon a driving range will replace the “new building.” What, I wonder, will replace the driving range?