Are you curious about some of the legislative issues challenging Chenango’s leading industry of dairy agriculture? Or how some of the area’s largest employers plan to sustain growth through 2016?
In case you don’t know where this is going, that’s my pitch for the 2016 edition of “Progress Chenango.” Welcome to the busy season for Evening Sun reporters. In spite of grumblings from the Evening Sun staff (including one or two or ten from yours truly), work for our annual “Progress Chenango” edition is in full swing. “Progress Chenango” is a once a year, ten-section publication full of feature articles, successes stories, photos, and opinion pieces spotlighting the trials and triumphs of businesses, nonprofits, local government and education over the past year, along with predictions of Chenango’s path for the future. Check it out when it hits newsstands later this month.
On a different note, it’s the start of a new year. That means millions of people are making new year’s resolutions. And apparently that’s a good opportunity for folks in the news industry to tell you why you’re such a failure. Encouraging, right? In the last week, I’ve come across countless articles explaining why people often fail to keep new year’s resolutions, and how they can stay on track. Of course everyone has their own reasoning for failure. For me personally, I blame my broken commitment to shed a few pounds on the tastiness of fresh baked cookies (and cake, and almost anything with cheese on it). That’s why I opt not to make a “new year’s resolution” per say. Instead I go for the “starting tomorrow” model. I’m going to eat better, starting tomorrow. I’m going to read more, starting tomorrow. I’m going to be more punctual, starting tomorrow. Yes, I have every intention to do all of this… starting tomorrow.
I also want to take a moment to announce that if things go accordingly, I’ll be leaving The Evening Sun to pursue my lifelong dream of winning the $900 million Powerball jackpot. Admittedly, I haven’t worked out all the details of this once in a lifetime transition, but I’ve already picked my numbers and informed management of my pending departure. While I’m endlessly grateful for people I’ve met and the experiences I’ve had working for Chenango County’s hometown daily, I feel it’s time to move on. I vow never to let a few bucks stomp out the lessons I’ve learned that have become so deeply enriched in my journalistic roots. This isn’t to say I don’t understand the odds of winning are only 1 in 292 million, which some people might argue aren’t “good enough” to quit my day job. That’s why I bought 2 tickets… so I’m feeling pretty good about my chances. Again, it’s been a pleasure.