I loved walking through the linotype shop at NEA with Dad, hearing the plinking of the lines of type and the heat coming from the melted metal. I loved walking through the press room at the Hollywood Sun Tattler, a long-ago daily newspaper in Hollywood, Florida. I loved the smell of newsprint and ink, and watching the miracle that happened every day, the production of a daily newspaper as Dad would say. He has been gone for over 50 years. Remember, our father was head of R & D at Scripps Howard and he said that newsprint would go away. He said how the media would change due to new technologies, and he embraced that, he helped make what we have now. He said that papers like the WSJ would be transmitted by satellite to cities around the world to be printed, he said we would sit at home and watch movies from the movie theaters. He said we would shop from home. Every time one of the things he said would happen, I would pause and say wow he was right. There is a sweet remembrance of what we had and I am glad you are sharing the honoring of traditions of this daily miracle.
I loved walking through the linotype shop at NEA with Dad, hearing the plinking of the lines of type and the heat coming from the melted metal. I loved walking through the press room at the Hollywood Sun Tattler, a long-ago daily newspaper in Hollywood, Florida. I loved the smell of newsprint and ink, and watching the miracle that happened every day, the production of a daily newspaper as Dad would say. He has been gone for over 50 years. Remember, our father was head of R & D at Scripps Howard and he said that newsprint would go away. He said how the media would change due to new technologies, and he embraced that, he helped make what we have now. He said that papers like the WSJ would be transmitted by satellite to cities around the world to be printed, he said we would sit at home and watch movies from the movie theaters. He said we would shop from home. Every time one of the things he said would happen, I would pause and say wow he was right. There is a sweet remembrance of what we had and I am glad you are sharing the honoring of traditions of this daily miracle.