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February 18, 2011 - Jim Bartholow
Two people I respected, for vastly different reasons, passed away this week. Harry Robinson was a community leader when I came to town in 1972 as a reporter fresh out of Ohio U. With his obvious intelligence, business savvy, and dedication to Marietta's history and building for the future, I was intimidated covering meetings that included him. Also, I knew he was a friend of publisher Bill McKinney _ the man who signed my paycheck _ and often had Bill's ear about all sorts of projects and news-making events. Nevertheless, Mr. Robinson treated me with respect for the job I had to do as a reporter. And he was always gracious and gave a good interview. He included me in his plans for bringing the Becky Thatcher to town and provided all sorts of sources so we could tell our readers about the boat's history. Then, I felt honored to ride the with Robinson and others on the showboat as it was towed to town. You could see it was a proud moment for him. And I got to describe it. The same scenario followed Robisnon's launch of the sternwheel festival and the fireworks. Obviously, Harry Robinson was a man of vision and had the know-how to get things done.
Sally Casto is a friend, along with her entire family. She finally lost her battle against cancer Thursday. But, in my mind, she won the struggle of spirit conquering adversity. I know she had to have some tough days during her long fight. Yet after talking with her, at any time during her fight, I always felt better than I had before seeing her. That's a quality few people have. But Sally had it in spades. Good luck to her family.
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