Oxnard--Sometimes, I can’t help but look back at how I have evolved while traveling through life.
WHEN I was in high school and college, I was lazy. I was driven by attending social events in college and listening to music when I was in high school, which would infuriate my father.
That all changed when I moved into journalism and started reporting on events that inform the public. Reporting on things honestly without filters and bias comes straight from my father. Before he passed away, he looked at my work and said I finally understood what being driven meant.
To me, being driven and working for a community newspaper means taking the time to visit a local fundraiser for a family raising money for funeral expenses, and doing a little story highlighting the effort and the people who put forward the effort. It means challenging yourself to cover as many stories as humanly possible, so people know all the good things happening in Oxnard, not just the big events; it means covering stories that the bigger papers don’t have time to cover.
It also means covering the big events in detail, like the candlelight remembrance of fallen Supervisor Carmen…
