Departing Editors 2014

In the past four years, this grungy two story townhouse has been more of my home than anywhere else around campus.

This job swallows you. Your phone, your inbox, your sleep schedule. You put in everything you have, beating back the gravity of deadlines and the seemingly impossible expectations of your brilliant editors.

After four years that got me addicted to coffee, front-page designs, anecdotal ledes and that silly feeling I would always get in the townhouse after midnight, it feels unfair to have to say goodbye.

My four years with The Hatchet have been nothing but one giant cliché.

Had you asked me freshman, sophomore or even junior year that one day I’d be writing this farewell piece in The Hatchet after leading the web team for an entire year, I’d laugh. I come from journalism, and I am not a formally trained web developer. But life, in so many ways, has the amazing capacity to surprise you.

The Hatchet became my first “thing” in college. It was the first organization I truly felt that I was a part of, where I felt welcome, where people took me under their wings.

Have you ever gotten on a roller coaster halfway through the second loop? Me neither, because that’s an absurd proposition. But, that’s pretty much what it was like joining The Hatchet midway through my junior year.