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The Aging Newspapermen's Creed

"A newsman knows everything. He is aware not only of what goes on in the world today, but his brain is a repository of the accumulated wisdom of the ages. He is not only handsome, but has the physical strength which enables him to perform great feats of energy."

"He can go for nights without sleep. He dresses well and he talks with charm. Men admire him, women adore him, tycoons and statesmen are willing to share their secrets with him. "

"He hates lies and meanness and sham, but he keeps his temper. He is loyal to his paper . . . "

". . . and when he dies a lot of people are sorry, and some of them remember him for several days."

- Stanley Walker, 1898-to-1962, city editor, New York Herald Tribune

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Olesker
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Michael Olesker at Enrico's / October, 2009
Photo Credit: JIM BURGER

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Olesker

Joe Nawrozki and Michael Olesker,
once rookies at the Baltimore News American

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Bready

James H. Bready, Evening Sun, retired

The Stories of Jim Bready

Eli Siegel's system lives

Books of the region: Paine, Poe, batboys

James H. Bready, the Calvert Street Whirlwind

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As Others See Us

Lunch with the Aging Newspapermen’s Club


Olesker

Rafael Alvarez

Morning Sun city desk [1981 through 2001] at Roman's Place with

Michael Naver

Evening Sun reporter, mid-1950s through late 1960s.

Michael Naver: "I started with the Evening Sun in 1958 as a [police] district man, as did most beginners. A few months later I was promoted to general assignment, then later to rewrite man, where I wrote the big blizzards and big homicides. They were often page one stories but I never had a byline.

When Dick Frank left the City Hall beat and went to work for Mayor [Theodore] McKeldin in 1963, I replaced him at CIty Hall. It was a dream job. Frank was not the press officer, but McKeldin's chief aide. He leaked everything to me. Thanks to Dick, I regularly beat the Morning Sun and News American on major stories,

"One anecdote concerns not me but Dick Pollak, a fellow

Evening Sun reporter who later went on to a career in magazines. It marked the day our crusty city editor, Paul Broderick, discovered he had a new breed of reporter on his hands.

"Pollak went to Broderick a few weeks after joining the paper and asked for the afternoon off. When Broderick asked why, Pollak replied:

"I need to get my tennis racket restrung." Needless to say, he didn't get his wish.

"Then came the [Newspaper] Guild strike of 1965. I walked the picket line for 46 days, with time off for a marriage and European honeymoon. I needled my fellow strikers with a postcard from Italy saying how much I missed them.

"After the strike the paper promoted me to assistant city editor. I stood it for two years, then quit. I preferred writing and reporting. So I got a job in the public affairs shop at Social Security, where I worked for 31 years , mostly as a manager and not a writer, before retiring in 1999.


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