As the song goes, 'It's time for me to fly'

One hot mid-August Wednesday morning in 2000 I received a phone call from then-Cheney Free Press Dave Rey.

Rey didn’t waste any time. After a quick greeting, he asked one simple question “How’d you like to come work for the Cheney Free Press?”

Similarly, I didn’t waste any time with my response: “Yes.”

After several interviews and job search disappointments, I was finally going to put my recently earned journalism degree to work as a staff reporter at a local weekly newspaper. While not specifically what I had sought when giving up a fairly good career in the Seattle-area electrical constructi...