Dear Dad, José Santos Ramírez Calero, highly ethical journalist that you were, that from you I learned the best values of journalism that is not for sale, and that it is a vocation and a labor of love.
I write you these last minute words when I have less than an hour to send this edition to the printer, since every week that I have to finish the newspaper I end up without being able to write an editorial, each time having to put a note that says: ” This article was published last week.” And it is a day after June 16, the day you left for the abode of the Lord.
It’s kind of embarrassing to hear people say to me on the street: “Marvin, your paper is excellent, but you never change the editorial…”
“I know,” I usually tell them, “but I just don’t have any help, and I’m always late to write it, especially when there’s a deadline to get it to the printer for printing.
But today, dad, I promised that I would do it at all costs, and I decided to write you this article-letter where I express what comes from my heart, as a tribute to you, my father, on this day that is celebrated here in earthly life, Father’s Day.
– José Santos Ramírez Calero –
Let the people who will read this letter know that you and God are always with me talking about my daily life, when I need a guide from the Supreme Power and from you, to be able to cope with this burden that life puts on us to be alive.
My life has been dedicated to this journalistic work for a little more than 32 years publishing, plus the years I spent studying to obtain my degree in the field.
Your joy reflected in your face I never forget, when I came down from the graduation stage with that cardboard that told me that I was already a journalist, and you told me: “you graduated.”
When you came to help me correct the cardboard where the pages that came out of the printer were pasted in the office in the first years of the birth of El Reportero, it was a great pride for me that my corrector was a tall journalist with a long career, as was you.
To the general public, know that when you pick up an edition of El Reportero, you are reading a work of work that has been done with all the love and dedication, so that you enjoy and add to your knowledge the information that is published – and that is generally different from that of the other media.
My sisters Juana A. Ramírez, Jazmina del Carmen Ramírez Torres, your grandchildren: Rudy Marvin, Darling, Karen, Juanita, Felix Alemán and your new great-grandson, Brandon, send you greetings to you where you are.
HAPPY FATHER’S DAY TO EVERYONE!
