Monte Mitchell is one of our state desk reporters, out of Wilkes County, and he’s a heckuva journalist. He’s the perfect blend of stubborness and professionalism that is indispensable at newspapers. I think of him as the sort of person who on occasion grumbles with editors when he is assigned a story and then does such a good job that you would think it was his own idea.
He wrote a great story this morning about the “Mitford Days” in Blowing Rock. Some 18-20,000 folks coming to the mountains to pay homage to the writings of Jan Karon. Apparently Thomas Wolfe was wrong. You can go home again. I haven’t read any Karon, but I am told that in an uncertain world, she is a comforting and engaging storyteller.
Anyway, in Monte’s piece, he had this excellent line:
The Mitford Main Street Parade will start at 2 p.m. that day.
Jerry Burns, the editor of the town’s weekly newspaper, The Blowing Rocket, will walk the streets in costume as J.C. Hogan, Mitford’s crusty newspaperman.
Burns, who is more affable and pleasant than the Mitford character, is one of a select group of newspaper editors in America who have people come into his office asking for an autograph.
Now, I’ve been interviewed. I’ve been on TV. Even on ENPEEARR. But an autograph? Nope. And don’t ask me for one.
Two years after: Good story in Newsweek about the rebirth of the Times-Picayune after Katrina.
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