The tattered parachute
 
Count me among those who took a buyout from the sputtering world of daily newspapers. Change was coming at a frightening pace. My employer hit the brakes hard, closing bureaus, cutting back on expenses and beginning the inevitable shift to digital first. 
 
I saw what lay ahead. So in 2007 I leaped, tattered parachute and all, into the uncertain waters of non-profits, freelancing and a position at a medical university.
    

Everybody has a story.
Here's mine.
 

 
The 30-second elevator speech 
 
More than 20 years as a reporter for a daily in Syracuse, N.Y., circulation 100,000-plus in its heyday . . . Worked a variety of beats, wrote a lot of stories -- sports, crime, municipal government, spot news, features, the literary scene, business, etc.
 
Other careers, highlights: worked as an advocate for people with disabilities; taught high school English and coached cross-country; wrote freelance articles; had a short story published by a magazine that soon folded; won a few writing awards (The Ohio State University, Syracuse Press Club, State University of New York, Upstate Medical University); ran a dozen marathons; sold books; bused tables, tended bar. Pumped gas.