Newspapers are easy to hate.
Believe me, I did.
Once upon a time, I viewed the newspaper as an old, cantankerous uncle with foul breath, whispering unwanted horror stories right before I fell asleep.
But despite what I once thought or what disapproving finger pointers say, that’s not the newspaper’s fault.
Blame human nature.
Every week I meet, interview and write about those who strive to make the community a better place to live and work.
I like these people, and I enjoy telling their stories.