Scripps has announced that it will sell The Albuquerque Tribune or, barring that, will close the paper.
I can’t even begin to say how devastated I am by this.
The Trib definitely was the apogee of my journalism career. I’ve never worked with a group of more talented, conscientious people. I’m still in touch with many of them. It also marked the first year of my marriage, our first house, fond memories of roaming the Sandia foothills with Pigpen and Crystal … So many memories flood back to me as I sit in a half-filled house that Lara and I are moving into in Knoxville, thousands of miles and decades away from the Albuquerque days.
I’m hoping for the best for my friends at The Trib and thinking about them a lot these days.
Perhaps the most amazing thing here is that the Tribunista spirit still is alive and well. In the story announcing the proposed sale, former and current Trib employees are flocking back to log memories and pay homage to the greatest little paper that ever was. It definitely brings a tear to my eye as I scroll through them, and it comforts me to know that no matter what happens, The Trib will live on in these incredible people.
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Yes, I know. I know. The news of the Trib’s demise is hitting me as hard as the second anniversary of Katrina.
Tequila is the only cure.