Looking through photos for Father’s Day, I found this: Dear not-so-old Dad, Bob Robertson, right, aboard the Adventurous in Sausalito, California, maybe around 1962. I don’t know whether the photo was taken after a late night at the No Name Bar or as the crew prepared the scruffy little schooner to race George Draper, an …

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Time might cloud understanding of news reports from over 140 years ago, but items from the pages of the 19th Century Las Vegas (New Mexico) Gazette still catch my eye. Hiding today from the 21st Century heat, I resumed my occasional research on croquet in territorial New Mexico. This was related to my ongoing interest …

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Today was a day of ups and downs for me in my reading about journalists and the newspaper business. I don’t know whether to make heads or tails of it. I’ll just tell you how it went. I started by reading at elle.com an exciting profile of Jane Mayer, stellar investigative reporter for The New …

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Daily newspapers are the Quasimodos of public discourse — imperfect outcasts in smudged clothes, big-hearted bell ringers heaved in the dust, whipped in the town plaza but missed when not heard. Maybe they should survive just because they are so goofy. They search the horizon for new business models while really knowing no other way …

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Rang in the new year with maddening work computer problems at home on a midnight governor swearing-in story that needed to go online. Fortunately, Journalistos Steve Williams and Rob Browman were on the ball and pitched in to bail me out on the posting of a story our bosses really wanted to get on the …

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