On "three" ...

Summoned, we gathered.

Full timers. Part timers. Long timers.

And all of us now short-timers being scattered to the winds.

Co-workers. Dear friends. Long ago lunch companions. The barely recognized.  Complete strangers. 

Some just a familiar name and a mug shot.

Because we never got together like this before.

 

But, on this day, we were all the same.

Proud to have been once a part of something grand, something special, something we shall never see again. 

Something we are sad to see dismantled with so little care.

The Times-Picayune

Newsroom staff, July 25, 2012