New York, September 11, 2002
Friends,
On this solemn date, a year on, I want to
thank you all for extraordinary work that has contributed in no
small measure to some of the finest newspapers ever published by The
New York Times. It has been an exhausting, sometimes
painful year for everyone, but also an uplifting one. Every day,
from every corner of the world, you have filed the stories that
ensure that our report sets the standard in international
reporting. Here on the desk, I am in awe of the commitment and
dedication of everyone to ensuring and sharpening our
excellence.
The pressures of the last year have been
enormous. We all need a break from such pressures from time to
time. I want to appeal to you all to take time off when needed
to be with your families and friends. There is life beyond
newspapering.
My greatest regret of the past year is
that, having started on September 11, I found myself with little
opportunity to get out of here and visit you. I intend to try to
rectify that over the next year, starting with Mexico some time
in the next month. To judge by the President’s plans, the first
half of next year may be busy. But whatever happens, I will make
a serious effort to spend more time on the road with all of you.
Al Siegal today mentioned Reston’s limpid
lead the day after the Kennedy assassination: “America wept
tonight, not alone for its dead young President, but for
itself.” From the horror of a year ago, and from every
expression of the mystery of the human heart, you also have
crafted journalism of riveting power.
It’s my daughter’s birthday today. She’s
five. So tonight, beyond the suffering indelibly associated with
this day, I will celebrate life. Thank you all for doing so day
after day by chronicling its every nuance and its every
possibility.
Roger