Skeptical, yet eager to believe

boyce-house-book-cover“[T]he reporters complained bitterly among themselves and occasionally to the city editor about [the old typewriters]. Strangely enough, when a year or two later, there was a transfusion of new machines, the reporters complained about the change and several clung to their old typewriters. And there you had one of the chief characteristics of your old-time reporter; he was never happy unless he had something to fuss about. He was like the woman (every village used to have at least one) who ‘enjoyed’ poor health.

“The reporter hated sham and pretense. … Impersonal as a surgeon, yet impressionable, receptive, responsive and imaginative, such was the makeup of the reporter, if you can conceive traits so contradictory blended in a single individual. He was at once the skeptic and yet eager to believe. He liked to fancy himself as hard-boiled and so he was on the surface, but a warmer heart could not be found — he was good for a touch from any down-and-out newspaperman or almost any beggar with an appeal that was believable.

“A creature compounded of lust and thirst and poetry, he was capable of quick enthusiasms — for when the flame died, he was through … .” — Boyce House, Cub Reporter, 1947

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