It’s hard to believe, but the little paper that could is now going on our 16th year. So on the eve of Thanksgiving, please bear with a vagabond newspaperman as I offer a few thank yous that are much needed. I’ll also apologize because there isn’t enough space in this edition, or any other, to list everyone I should. There’s simply no way we’ve gotten to this point in life without owing a ton of gratitude to a ginormous crowd.
But no matter how big, this list has to begin with you, dear reader. Whether you’re a reader or an advertiser, there’s no way on God’s good earth we could have survived 15 years without you. You have been more patient than we deserved and more supportive than I could imagine.
For many of you, the idea of having a truly local newspaper was important and you have supported us from day one. For others, you seem to like at least some of the work we do and you have been great to us. But for everyone, regardless of the reason, thank you from the bottom of our hearts. We simply would not be here without you.
Next come the folks who put in their own blood, sweat and tears. Like a lot of businesses, we struggle finding and keeping good people. It’s just a different world today and you don’t hear much about gold watches anymore.
So for anyone who has ever worked here in the past to the folks who currently do, thank you all! I’ve watched you do more with less as the newspaper world continues to change and evolve – seemingly almost hourly – and your perseverance, your ingenuity, your attitude are unmatched. Thank you so much!
And for anyone who doesn’t think this has involved blood, sweat and tears – the above-mentioned group could testify otherwise. Just recently I read Stacey Baschwit’s column where she said that “each column feels as if it is an intimate conversation with an old friend.”
Stacey is learning what legendary sports writer Red Smith once said when asked if writing a column was a chore. No, he deadpanned, you simply sit down at the typewriter, open your veins, and bleed.”
Longtime writers can testify to that. Ask Karen Zach or any number of others pros who’ve done this a while. They give a great part of themselves to you, dear reader. And the best of them feel honored to do it.
But I digress. If you don’t mind, I’d like to offer a few more thoughts. Personally, I have much to be thankful for. I think many of us do, even if we don’t always realize it. So if it’s OK, it’d like to list a few..
I am thankful the new political correctness epidemic sweeping our country isn’t catching a lot of us in this age group known as Baby Boomers. I’m thankful that words in general don’t offend most of us. We were lucky to be taught a long time ago not to give up control of our lives to others just because they have a different opinion. How were we taught? It started on the playground . . . sticks and stones.
I am thankful that I was trained by Gail Hamilton and other great editors who taught me (and taught me and taught me . . . I never said I was a fast learner) that newspapers could be a great force of good and never to abuse that.
I’m thankful that I grew up in a time when politics was more civilized. Were Truman, Eisenhower, Kennedy and Johnson the best presidents who ever lived? Probably not. But the press and the public were respectful – whether they liked them or not. I feel sorry for kids today who have only ever known the crap we call politics now.
I’m so thankful for my family – and our grandkids. Who knew that much happiness was out there! I’m thankful and sad that I was raised by parents and grandparents who aren’t here anymore. There are fewer elders around the Thanksgiving table each year. I understand that’s life, but it’s a sad fact nonetheless.
I’m thankful that I was raised in the church and still believe the lessons I was taught there.
I’m thankful for my friends, and I’m fortunate that they are not obsessed with the hate and vitriol that’s so prevalent on social media. I have no idea why our society finds it easy to say hateful things that are often wrong while hiding behind a screen. I wish that were not so.
Truth to tell, this could go on a while. But we all have things to do so let me just wrap up with one more thank you, dear reader, for the many kind comments and the tidbits you have shared with me. It’s a joy working for you! I appreciate the loyalty and support that thousands of you give to us each and every day. We will all continue to do our best to earn it.
Happy Thanksgiving, Montgomery County!

Two cents, which is about how much Timmons said his columns are worth, appears periodically on Wednesdays in The Paper. Timmons is the publisher of The Paper and can be contacted at