Healing and responsibilities

It was Sunday—just after Sunday School—and I was lying on my grandparents' floor looking at the funnies. The phone rang and Grandpa went to answer. A serious grandfather came back to the family and told us that the Japanese had just bombed Pearl Harbor, and he had to go over to the paper to put out an extra. He was managing editor of the Long Beach Press-Telegram and had a world-changing story to cover.

It was a dramatic introduction to the world of journalism—a sudden jump from comics on the floor to front-page headlines.

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