|One Last Point: Good-night, adieu|
|Written by Jef Hatch, Pilot staff writer|
|December 03, 2013 10:00 pm|
As this phase of my professional career draws to a close, I’m reminded of a scene from the Sound of Music.
It’s the scene where the children all line up to sing, “So Long, Farewell” to the assembled guests. The very last kid hits the high note — blows my mind every time I hear it.
But, like the children in the movie, it is time for me to say goodnight. And, because I’m not a castrati tenor, I’ll just express my goodbyes in word, rather than song.
I’ve made some good friends during my tenure here at the Pilot, both in the newsroom and out, and for that I’m grateful.
I’ve stuck to my guns when it came to reporting scores — always with the Bruins’ scores first — but I’m sure that my buddy Paul will be happy to finally see scores as he wants to see them.
It was interesting covering high school sports in a one-horse town. It gave me liberties with how I was able to write. I was able to be more emotionally invested in the teams, the athletes and the outcomes than I would have been in an area with multiple high schools.
I’ve learned so much from my coworkers and from the community of readers who perused my prose twice a week for the last three-plus years.
For those who have enjoyed my columns and my coverage, I’m grateful, but I have to let the cat out of the bag — it wouldn’t have been possible without the help of my good friend and coworker, Lynn Guild, the Pilot copy editor.
She made my work better every time she read it. From punctuation to grammar, to ideas for columns that I never would have thought of on my own, she made me a better writer and a better person.
The biggest thank you I have is for my wife and kids who supported me through all the weird schedules, game trips, Saturdays away from home and everything else that came from being a jounalist.
Thank you to my family, friends and the great Pilot community. I’ve made my One Last Point.
So long, farewell.