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Today, the eve of my 63rd birthday, I am officially retired. It feels like I’ve been looking forward to this day since I graduated from college. Unless you look at my profile, you may not know the rest of the story.
I have now retired twice. The first time was in May 2000. I was into my 16th year as a reporter when Wachovia knocked on the door, offering me a media relations role. I made one phone call (beside the discussion with my wife) and that was to one of the greatest storytellers of our generation, NBC’s Bob Dotson. I asked him what he thought. He knew my ambitions, as we had spoken several times at my tv station for seminars he conducted. He told me I had to ask myself one question, did I want to see my kids grow up or not. Answer didn’t take long. Thank you, Bob.
I spoke to my wife and went into my news director, Michelle Butt, and said, I am retiring from the news business. She asked me why, and I told her I wanted to watch my kids grow up.
I had spent many days on the road covering events for NBC and its affiliates. Stories like hurricanes ( ten to be precise), two commercial plane crashes and the Susan Smith saga on the NC/SC line (so sad). One evening, I called home to my wife and she had the three kids in diapers around her—twins and then the third 20 months later. I told her I had to stay in Boone for the 11 pm news because the first snow of the year was falling. I heard the sigh and defeated sound in her voice.
So when I told Michelle I wanted to see my kids grow up, she said “Vinny, that’s the only answer I will accept.” Thank you, Michelle.
I’m sure by now I’m boring you, but I rarely post and most likely may not do so ever again. So standby.
I took the job and Wachovia became First Union/ Wachovia after a year, then Citi for a week and finally Wells Fargo after eight years. So now on my 25th anniversary year, I bid the working world adieu. I will have no more daily nor weekly meetings, no more projects that died on the vine and no more written reviews. I cannot tell you how appreciative I am for Wells Fargo, a company that gave me flexibility to see my kids grow up, time to volunteer in my community and a raise. I didn’t become wealthy but they offered me the opportunity to be rich. My wife works at the hospital, so I took the kids to the doctors, practices and cooked dinner many nights. I coached Little League, ran a league, ran a district and now serve as NC state coordinator for Little League. Things I couldn’t do as a reporter.
So what’s next? A part of me says who cares. But that will just move a person only so long. Journalism is my first love and in my blood. Whatever I do will involve writing and talking. Two things I love doing. Everyone has a story, you just need to find it. This is part of my story. We shall see what part three, the final act, brings.
Vince