How do you express the depth of the impact a person like Carol Farnalls has had on a newsroom in the space of an editorial?
As she moves on to greener pastures and gentler climes, we at the Barrhead Leader must figure out how to soldier on, to continue to deliver the stories that matter, and her replacement must consider the rather big shoes they now have to fill – a daunting task to be sure, but one that we face with confidence.
Like a book with many chapters, despite the fact that it feels like a sad occasion to have reached the end of one particular tale, there is joy in knowing there are so many others waiting to be told.
Her story, for those of us at the newspaper, began when she was hired in 1983 as a typesetter. Carol rose through the ranks quickly, handling more and more of the day-to-day operations, and eventually assumed the responsibilities as head of the production department in 1987.
In 1988, she became the associate publisher, and three years later, took over completely from Al Blackmere so that he could focus more completely on managing the group of newspapers to which the Leader belongs.
Since then, Carol has been honoured with the Silver Quill award, paying tribute to her more than 25 years in the industry.
For clarification, the silver quill is awarded to individuals who have maintained a commitment to the newspaper industry for over 25 years, regardless of the job title held.
In this day and age, that kind of commitment is something that should be celebrated, and applauded even.
Her quick wit, laughter and tranquil nature will be missed, certainly, but we here at the Leader, from the reporters to the ads and accounting departments, all of us wish her nothing but the very best wherever the road might take her.
We are not the only ones who will miss her constant presence in the community however.
Residents living in and around Barrhead, whether they had the pleasure to meet her or not, will also miss her, whether it be at a Chamber meeting or walking into the Leader, Carol’s absence will not go unnoticed.
To quote an old Irish blessing:
May the road rise to meet you, May the wind be always at your back, May the sun shine warm upon your face, The rains fall soft upon your fields and, Until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
