Last Words - The Queen's Journal
For the last few years of my life, watching the sunrise on early Friday mornings has become a ritual.Complete with all the trappings of fatigue, stress, and an overall sense of pride, these mornings provided a few solitary hours of silence. On one of those chilly mornings, I remember getting a call from a source who thanked The Journal for “being bold.”Aside from the lack of bold typeface used in print or online, my definition of boldness changed—it now correlates with time. With the months flying by this year, The Journal wrestled internally on deciding the best ways to cover contentiou...