In the words of Chicago Bulls basketball great Michael Jordan, “I’m back.”
When I wrote a goodbye column that was published Nov. 27, I truly did not think that a return to this space would be possible.
I had been at the Northwest Herald for more than 23 years, and my departure from the newsroom was a source of great sadness. Part of leaving was giving up my column.
Life sometimes hands us surprises, and we’re left to try to figure out our next move.
So it was when I was transferred from the Northwest Herald. As it turned out, it was just one of the many curveballs that 2013 handed me, but it certainly was one of the biggest.
Mind you, it wasn’t as if I decided to sign a minor league contract with the Chicago White Sox as Jordan did.
And the decision to leave the Northwest Herald wasn’t made out of exhaustion or the result of the death of my father or any number of the reasons that Jordan cited when he left the Bulls and the NBA.
The man had his reasons, but in the end, he returned to the game he loved.
And in a twist of circumstances, I find myself back to write this column, something that I have to admit I’m awfully fond of, too.
That does not, however, mean that I have made a return to the Northwest Herald newsroom. Maybe someday, but not in the near future, I’m afraid.
So please don’t try to send me any press releases. As much as I would love to help, I’m not in a position to do so.
However, if you have ideas for columns or just want to drop me a line, that is still possible. You’ll note the new email address for doing that at the end of this column.
No doubt when Jordan returned to the Bulls, he was a little rusty.
In fact we know he was, since he was 7 for 28 in shooting in that first game back against the Indiana Pacers, a game the Bulls lost, 103-96, in overtime on March 19, 1995.
Eventually he got back to form and went on to do great things.
I’m no Jordan, in basketball or column writing or anything else for that matter. But I will admit to feeling a tad rusty, and it could take a week or two to get back into the swing.
So your patience would be very much appreciated.
Jordan’s foray into baseball, playing for the Double-A minor league Birmingham Barons and the Scottsdale Scorpions in the Arizona Fall League, took about 21 months.
My absence from this space lasted about six weeks.
So does that mean I beat Michael Jordan at something?
A girl can dream, can’t she?
• Joan Oliver is the former Northwest Herald assistant news editor. She has been associated with the Northwest Herald since 1990. She can be reached at email@example.com.