Corey Griswold wrote less than 60 posts here, starting at the end of 2009. I can’t imagine the place without him.
Since 2007, we’ve had six writers wander through these parts. I’ve been the one writing the most, but these people definitely do exist. Jon was a founding member who quickly found a career in political journalism and drifted away. Rich was added near the end of 2007 and meandered for a bit before settling down South. Chris came and went and came again, and I’m the crazy person that managed 129 posts in March of 2009. Corey, however, was something different.
He asked me to write here. Corey was the first person to ever ask, and I didn’t know how to react. So I said no.
I met him at Brad Riter’s house for a podcast once. It was a weird experience because there was a roomful of older, more accomplished people there. Voices I had heard on the radio growing up. Then there were Chris and I.
Corey was friendly and seemed to know who I was. Which was weird. A few days later he asked me to meet him for some food so we could talk. He wanted to work together. Eventually, I said yes. It was a good decision.
Corey is officially gone now. Maybe you heard his goodbye on the podcast a few weeks ago, one of my favorites that we’ve done. The story he told in the opening 10 minutes was a great moment, something I’m proud to say I was a part of. I know it’s made an impact on more than just the people sitting next to him on a few couches in my basement.
His leaving is for the best. A career is waiting for him down South along with a chance to make a home for his family. The only downside is that he won’t be around anymore to watch hockey games and munch on free peanuts at a bar in the suburbs. I already miss him quite a bit.
It’s likely he ends up writing elsewhere in the coming months. Maybe he already has been pounding out posts about NASA and the Sabres in some far-flung Tumblr you’ll have to discover all over again. Maybe you’re no longer reading a meta blog post mourning the loss of someone who is still very much alive and much happier living in another state.
The internet is constantly moving society towards convergence, towards bringing us together. Northern Virginia is not nearly as far from Western New York as it once was, before 4G cell phone signals and a concrete maze of highways cutting through America’s landscapes. The fast food joints may be a bit different, the traffic a bit worse; but Corey will still be my friend. It’s one nice thing about computer mediated communication these days.
Corey’s departure is significant because his arrival on the site was, too. He made me want to work on a lot of things, both with writing and podcasting. His work behind a microphone was impressive, seemingly effortless, and his self-deprecation made us fast friends. I wanted to get better at talking and I think I have. He is the reason why.
That he actually wanted to be here will always be a surprise, but having his voice on the site made this thing feel legitimate for a while. He may not write here anymore, but his influence is still here. It’s something I’d like to keep building on as we move forward.