One of The Complete Las Vegan’s favorite people in all of Nevada is R-J night production manager Dick Borghi. He’s bumped around Nevada’s newspaper scene for many-a decade. He’s been with the R-J for a dog’s age. As a former Navy man, I gently kid him about being a former Marine. But only gently because I’ve always admired his military precision in keeping the night production schedule at the Review-Journal on time. Believe me, between news editors, sports editors, press crews and circulation carriers, you need a whip and chair to be the R-J’s night production supervisor.
At any rate, Dick will retire at the end of the year. It’s a hard thing to "lay the hammer down", especially in the newspaper businesses. Here’s a very bad picture of Dick (I can call it bad, because I took it) at the R-J holiday party this weekend. Dick took up singing at his church after his beloved wife passed. He sang for us (it was his first public appearance) and, you know what? … he was good. It was just like the closing scene in the movie "High Fidelity" in which John Cusack frets about Jack Black singing at his new record debut party. But, just like Black in the movie, Dick Borghi belted out the song like a pro. He was really good.
No matter how good you are, it takes guts to sing publicly. But it takes Marine-like guts to sing in front of your co-workers.
UPDATE: There is no such thing as a "former" Marine. Once a Marine, always a Marine.