I’ve decided to dump my Miami Herald subscription, which it pains me to do since I don’t remember ever not receiving a daily newspaper delivery, even from when I was a child. But the newspaper is not arriving! I’m paying for it but it doesn’t come. We had a problem last month, it sort of got fixed, but it’s happening again – no newspaper delivery.
I can’t understand how a major metropolitan newspaper can’t get the newspapers out! Where are those newsie kids when you need them?
Anyway, I’ve decided to let my subscription run out next month and then I will just read the paper digitally. You can read the actual pages on line by subscribing for a nominal fee and it’s got all the things the printed paper has – the news, the comics, the tv listings, sports, etc. And there are even about a dozen pages or more in the back of the daily paper with extra things – sections called “Extra” which has commentary, opinion, science and technology, business and more.
And what I love about it is that you can enlarge it to easily read it.
I’ve been checking out other e-editions of daily newspapers online and there are many around the country that don’t charge to read it, which is interesting. I’ve always loved looking at other newspapers. I like seeing which comics they publish and see what the comics pages look like and also I like to see their tv listings. I don’t know why, I just do.
Now this is not just reading the online edition, this is online, but it’s an e-edition, which is the digital copy of the printed issue, so you flip through the pages like you would when reading the actual printed copy. I do it with the old Brooklyn Eagle, remember, I told you about that?
1910. Jerald Schaitberger 7 yrs. old, of 416 W. 57th St. N.Y. as he helps to sell papers until 10 P.M. on Columbus Circle. Photo taken 9:30 P.M. on October 8, 1910.
Photo by Paul B. Schumm.
This is The New York Times headquarters at Beekman and Nassau Street, New York City, c. 1855.
The Times dropped “Daily” from its masthead in 1857 and also moved to Park Row in order to be closer to City Hall.
I’m quite conflicted these days about dropping home delivery of my daily newspaper. It will be the first time in my life that a daily newspaper will not be delivered to my door. I am including my infant and childhood years, as my parents always had a newspaper or two delivered. In later years it was the Miami Herald, the Miami News and the South Dade News-Leader.
The Miami News is no more and the South Dade News-Leader is not a daily publication and not delivered anymore and the Miami Herald is the only hold out, that and the Sun-Sentinel, which is available daily and is the Ft. Lauderdale newspaper. There was a time when Ft. Lauderdale also had the Ft. Lauderdale News and Hollywood, FL had the Hollywood Sun-Tattler. I used to love that name.
I never liked when the Sun-Sentinel and Ft. Lauderdale News shared exact comic pages when they had a joint operating agreement. With the Herald and the Miami News, they always had their own comics pages and so did the News-Leader and Sun-Tattler.
Anyway, as of late, the Miami Herald delivery person has been screwing up. The paper has been arriving late on a daily basis and the last few days it has not arrived at all. I don’t mean just mine, but the whole neighborhood has not received it’s daily newspaper delivery. Now this is very shocking to me because the Herald has appeared on our doorsteps even when the door step was the only thing left after hurricanes and such. No, really, after Hurricane Andrew blew threw, the only thing left was the Miami Herald there, right on time, on the doorstep the next morning!
So now, I am considering ending home delivery. But then I feel that I am giving in to the way things are in the newspapers business and I don’t want to hurt the newspaper by doing this, but if it’s not being delivered and it’s basically 12 pages now, do I really need it? The comics suck, the Herald had not had decent comics since the 1980s and I read the comics now online and also most of the news I read online.
I have to think this one out.
Look at this photo. It’s Broadway in NYC, in 1902. I can stare at this photo for a long time and just sort of fall right into it.
I have to find another template for this blog so that the photos appear larger (if you click on the right mouse button and hit “open image in a new tag” it will open much larger), but anyway, look at the one guy closest to Santa. He looks to be about 25 or 30 years old, perhaps born in 1872 or 1875 and at the prime of life – dapper, cool, looks like he has money. I like how his pants cuff falls onto the shoe. And now he is gone. Dead.
This period in time captured here and “alive” forever, yet everyone in the photo is gone.
This looks to be near Macy’s. Isn’t that the New York Herald in the back left?
You gotta love the New York Daily News front pages. Today’s is a real winner.
I’m proud of Alabama for the way they voted – moving into the future. And I’m proud of the Daily News for always keeping the front pages real.
Here are some I copied from Google search, you can see so many of the great Daily News covers here.
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Ben Bradlee flanked by Bernstein and Woodward.
I watched an excellent documentary on Ben Bradlee on HBO the other night called “The Newspaperman: The Life and Times of Ben Bradlee.” You can stream it here.
Bradlee was the executive editor of The Washington Post from 1968 to 1991 and he is responsible for the Watergate take down of President Richard Nixon, along with reporters Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein.
The documenary shows how The Washington Post was the only newspapers covering the story and how he and his reporters were accused of false news back then. But the main gist that I took away was how glamorous his life was. He lived a long and charmed life, he passed away at age 93 in 2014.
He was born in Boston and lived that elegant New England lifestyle, later transported to his life in Long Island. He owned Grey Gardens for god’s sake. He lived a charmed life.
He was best friends with JFK and was a fixture at the White House back then.
The documentary shows his whole life in about an hour and a half and throughout the whole thing, you want to be Ben Bradlee.