Blog — Tribune Tower
Never Did a Cubicle Mean So Much
I admit it. I cried last night knowing that I’d be coming into work today for the last time to a cube with my name on it. I am being moved out of my beloved Tribune Tower. Our company has split and Publishing did not end up with the real estate. Starting next week Technology will work from our printing plant. I know that a building is not a living breathing thing with a soul that matters for eternity but this move makes me grieve. I grew up with the Sunday Trib and listening to WGN. Working in the Tower is...