A new beginning

Editor’s Corner, March 2022

By Kim Hasty

My mother, a Southern girl to the day she died a year ago, had lots of sayings. I’m sure she was the first person to tell me not to “cut off my nose to spite my face,” “not to cry over spilled milk,” (though she usually had a fit over such mishaps) and that something or other constituted “the pot calling the kettle black.”

Another thing she always used to tell me was to not wear out my welcome.

She typically said this to me right in the middle of when I was having a perfectly good time. It was often her response to me when I called home to let her know I would be staying longer than initially agreed upon at a friend’s house, at a party, at the swimming pool.

There was no arguing with her. Well, that’s not exactly true. I argued with her an awful lot, but usually to no avail. When I was young, I found “wearing out your welcome” a curious expression. Did wearing out your welcome refer to there no longer being the appropriate words on a mat at someone’s front door?

Later, of course, I would come to understand. Nevertheless, leaving when I’m enjoying myself is still never easy for me.

Which makes it all the more bittersweet that I have made the decision to leave my position as editor of CityView.

There is nothing that I have enjoyed more during my time at CityView than these rectangles of conversation you and I have shared in this space over the last two years.

We’ve been through so much together during that time. On the day that I accepted this position, none of us could have predicted that words or phrases like quarantine, coronavirus, testing sites, supply chains and N95 face masks would become part of our everyday vocabulary. So much has happened to shake our world, our nation, our city.

And yet, it has been a privilege to share with you the “good stories that matter” in our community, and I would submit that never have those stories mattered more than they have in the last two years. What an honor to profile the people going about the work of doing quiet good deeds, the people serving free food to those in need, the people making sure the show goes on.

In my early days at the newspaper, reporters and columnists would write, and then they would move on to the next interview, the next story, the next deadline. It is true that those were the days when people could drop in at the newspaper office to express their opinions or let us know they hadn’t gotten their paper that day. But most of the time, it would take a handwritten note arriving in the wire basket in the mailroom to receive actual feedback.

I still have just about every one of those handwritten notes I received in those days.

These days, along with notes in the mail, we also have websites and social media comments that allow a column or story to turn into an immediate discussion that includes thoughtful input, shared memories, internet links to pertinent information. I want to thank you for those comments and emails, as well as the notes, and to let you know that, just like in the old days, I look forward to running into you at the grocery store, at church, at a restaurant or on the street.

Spring is in the air, and along with it, a sense of hope and a new beginning.

And, yes, a brand-new welcome for us all.