I’ve linked to Brent writing many times and he has always tried to do a great job for Aurora. Here is is farewell message to his readers.
Today marks the end of an era, albeit, a short era. But a very important era.
Today (Jan. 7) is my last day with the Advocate. It’s been a little less than three years since I joined the staff, and in that time I’ve really enjoyed myself.
This was my first “real job” out of school and I appreciate the Record Publishing Co. taking a chance on a young kid right out of school with no newspaper experience.
I am leaving to go back to college. I plan to pursue a master’s degree in education at the University of Akron.
My goal is to become a high school history teacher and get involved in coaching. I should be done in about two years, so I hope Aurora Superintendent Russ Bennett will keep me in mind then.
I’m not sure if my leaving will be a good thing or bad thing for my co-workers. In one respect, I was voted Mr. Popular by my peers at last year’s Presidents Day party.
But on the other hand, it will give all of them a chance to win some of the writing awards this year after I won the most (four) last year.
Before I leave, I have to share one story with readers. It’s a mystery and I’m up to any suggestion of what conclusions can be made.
It was about three weeks ago, right before the Salad Gal (my fianceé) and I went to New York City. We were driving to a buddy’s house to pick up his GPS.
When I pulled out of my street and on to a busy one, I saw a bright light in the sky up ahead to the left, but didn’t know what it was.
Was it a plane? No, too close to the ground and not moving. Was it a blimp? No, again, too close to the ground and too small.
Was it a tower they put in and I didn’t know about it? No, it was too close to the road and I know Silver Lake (where I live) isn’t building cell phone towers.
I HAD TO figure it out. I turned off the road to Village Hall, which is an open parking lot with a field to the left. There was nothing for the light to hide behind.
I pulled almost directly underneath it. I still had no idea what the thing was. I stared up at it and by then the Salad Gal and I were confused.
Then, like a scared cat, it took off. The bright light was moving across the sky like a dog had just seen a squirrel and was chasing it. The light moved across the sky until it disappeared behind some woods.
As it moved, I guess it was no more than 200 feet in the air, maybe less. It was about the size of a large truck or conversion van.
It looked like a spy plane. Or maybe it was a UFO.
I don’t know and we’ll never know because the Salad Gal didn’t let me chase it. Maybe I was abducted and probed, and the aliens erased my memory.
Anyone have an explanation of what I saw that night? Why would someone spy on me? Why would a UFO want to come to Silver Lake? It doesn’t make sense.
Send your thoughts, along with how much you’ll miss me and donations to pay for grad school to bhovey15@yahoo.com.
I truly have enjoyed my time working with and getting to know the people of Aurora. It’s a wonderful city and hopefully I’ll be around town sometime in the future.
What I’ll miss most is hanging out at sporting events and with players and coaches, especially being in the pressbox for football games and sitting in the sun for baseball games.
But my new career hopefully will give me a chance to do more of that — just from a different perspective.
I’ll also miss the Monday night City Council meetings and even the off-the-wall, always entertaining comments of a particular “government watchdog.”
Today might be the end of an era, but it’s not the end of it all.
