Jay and Mandy and Nancy and Mike and Rebecca, you can't imagine the thrill of seeing you develop story lists, blueline, panic, yell at your bosses, and do all the other things I did when I was in your shoes. Those moments are precious to me. I, for one, would have been watching TV or sitting in the Bistro. Not necessarily bad pastimes, but everything in moderation. Third, to my friends both at and away from the paper who have been there when I needed them.
Elaboration is unnecessary.
Lastly, to those who have been my true and lasting friends, those who know enough about me to comfort me the right way when I'm down, get me a beer when I need one, tolerate my endless air guitar and tell me to shut up when my vocal chords hit high gear. Hopefully we'll all land in the same general location in the years to come. There has to be a goofy movie or two that we haven't seen yet. But far more importantly, we need to hang out. I'll be out there very soon.