…is almost ready to come down. I took a final walk through the old Channel 30 building this week. It will soon be a memory.
The newsroom is a dusty, silent shell of a place where you could barely hear yourself think sometimes.
The reminder, taped to the wall, of the start time for our final 11pm news in the old place.
The studio sits in darkness. Equipment catalogued, ready to be sold, donated, or recycled.
There is a bare minimum of sentimentality. The old building’s time had come. Our analog world has gone digital.
Besides, we really need a new parking lot.