Column by Hal Walter
Dogs – June 2008 – Colorado Central Magazine
THIS IS A BIT of a shaggy dog tale. Back in 1983, I didn’t know what I wanted to be when I grew up, but I was pretty sure that a full-time “rim rat” on the Pueblo Chieftain copy desk wasn’t it. In the year since my graduation from the University of Colorado journalism school, I’d endured enough late nights, second-hand cigarette smoke and bad syntax to convince me there had to be something better out there.
