After five semesters of writing, I consider the Daily Nebraksan, part of my collegiate home. I wouldn’t be headed where I am had I not started writing for them. I had no idea I would ever go into journalism, ever become an opinion writer, ever fall in love with opinion writing, ever become opinion editor, win awards, any of it. I had no idea. As sordid a history as I have with the paper, most of it has been good, and wonderful things have come of it.
Anyway, here’s my farewell column: Final Column
Meet Me in Stellenbosch 