I learned yesterday that career journalist Daniel Schorr has died at the age of 93. I am saddened and impacted by this news, and almost posted last night… but I struggled to find the right context.
This morning I learned that he had a long and distinguished career before I had ever listened to radio news. He joined NPR, which is where I’ve always heard him, in 1985… at the age of 69! To me, he’s always been “NPR Senior News Analyst Daniel Schorr ” but that was at least his third career in journalism.
In 1985, I was not even a teenager, and I’m sure my parents can validate that I would have had little interest in news (on the radio or otherwise) unless it involved complex aeronautical devices with flames shooting out of them. However, in the years that followed, riding in the car with my parents, or in the car by myself, and now daily drives to work; NPR and to some extent Daniel Schorr have been a constant part of my life. Just a few days ago, I listened to him discuss some subject I don’t even recall.
I cannot possibly attempt a commentary on this man, as I never really knew him, but I must note how he has always been a trusted and knowledgeable voice in my life. Not a parent or anything quite that influential, but just a constant. My condolences go out to his family and coworkers.
Thank-you for your years of dedication to journalism and reporting that clearly you loved so much. You will be missed.