The first journalist I knew was the editor and publisher of a weekly newspaper who was confined to a wheel chair because he’d been a victim of polio as a child.  Because of my early fascination with newspapers, he’d let me hang out on Wednesdays to watch the presses roll.

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My best friend in high …

I note the ruckus over raw milk. Sorry, but I wouldn’t touch raw milk with a 10-foot straw.

I wouldn’t drink it, I wouldn’t eat it as cheese and I wouldn’t take a bath in it, either.

Nothing personal, but I don’t believe claims that pasteurizing milk destroys its nutritional value or that it’s a …