In September 2003, I came to work for Boise Weekly as the part-time receptionist. At the time, I worked two other jobs and, though it would be a struggle to fit in a third, I was an avid BW reader and loved the idea of being part of an organization whose views so closely aligned with my own. Also, it wouldn't be the first time. My parents worked hard, but still had to make decisions like whether to buy groceries or turn the heater on because, sometimes, they couldn't afford both. I could spell the word "wealth" but had no intimate knowledge of it. "Work" and I, however, were tight (we'd known each other for years). A third job was no big deal, and I was thrilled at the idea of working with people who wrote for a living. In my family, writing wasn't a job, it was a hobby. I never considered it as a career, even though I started writing in grade school (I wrote my first play at age 7). At BW, however, I discovered my work ethic and love of writing didn't have to be mutually exclusive. I eventually quit my other jobs and, for the past 14 years—minus about 18 months when I took a sabbatical and another job before coming back to BW full-time—I have worked harder and with more satisfaction than I ever thought possible. (I will forever be grateful to then-
Editor-in-Chief Managing Editor Cynthia Sewell and still-owner Sally Freeman for the opportunity of a lifetime.) In my time at Boise Weekly, I have had almost as many titles as Friday the 13th has sequels: Receptionist, Calendar Manager, Music Editor, Arts and Entertainment Editor, Arts and Entertainment Editor Emeritus, Advertising Director, Associate Editor, Associate Publisher and, now, Editor-in-Chief.
It is with conflicted feelings I say goodbye to Zach Hagadone, my coworker/teacher/sounding board/kindred spirit/heart. For him, I am overjoyed. He is on his way to achieving a longtime goal of attending graduate school, and I couldn't be more proud. For me, I am saddened by the thought of turning the corner into the newsroom and seeing an empty (albeit much cleaner and better organized) space where my friend once sat.
I have worked for almost as many editors as Amityville Horror has sequels, and their legacy is now in my hands. I will do my damndest to honor it, no matter how hard I have to work.