The final edition of The Rocky Mountain News rolled off the presses today. The publisher couldn't afford the massive financial losses anymore, couldn't find a buyer and really had no choice but to shutter the 150-year-old Denver institution.
I have no firsthand appreciation of this paper. I've never even been to Denver. But the closing of a big-city daily is disheartening for an ex-reporter like me. More papers will certainly end up with the same fate, and I guess I'm part of the problem. Just like everybody else, I read most of my news online now. An era is ending before our very eyes, and there's not a whole lot any of us can do about it.
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