A dear friend, copy editor for USA Today and AARP was let go and returned home to El Paso. We’re four days apart in age. Another compadre, and editor-in-chief of a Texas newspaper and his wife, also a writer and dear friend, are contemplating moving back to EP. One of my oldest friends here in El Paso is looking for a change. I’m uncertain of what my next move is, too. What I can tell you is that Gen X was the generation that had the promise of communications and journalism ripped out from under them scant years after their college graduation. We were not a generation to get masters degrees. We were in the trenches creating some of the most groundbreaking journalism and advertising work ever.
It’s 6:20 in the morning and at least five roosters are crowing in my neighborhood. Their clarion voices are mingled with the drone of hundreds of doves, the buzz of hummingbirds, noisy grackles and the melody of mockingbirds. Wednesday is LIT in birdland.
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