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bradley — Mon, 29 Dec 2008 18:59:08 +0000

I grew up in a good location, that is, I grew up in an area where the regional newspaper was also one of the finest newspapers in the world – the Washington Post. Weekends as a kid were largely filled with fighting over the Sunday paper, typically for the comics section, but as I grew up I began to read more and more the paper – save for the sports section, I never could care enough to read that. But, the Washington Post was always a part of my life.

It's Just Like Home, Only Way Minimal

When I joined the Army and moved to Georgia, I kept up with the WaPo through the internet. As I moved, I kept my ties to the paper through a string of usernames, able to find reliable news regardless of geographic location. As a cadet at West Point, when we were forced to maintain a New York Times subscription, I still kept up with the Washington Post online.

But now I’m back in Virginia. I live at the edge of the Post’s delivery area – albeit outside of the primary area and thus not eligible for discount rates – and despite the recent spate of newspaper closings, I am going to support my favorite dying medium in hopes that I can do my part to stave off the inevitable for just a bit longer. I can only afford Sunday delivery now, but hopefully when this recession finally breaks, I can move back up to paper a day.

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