Farewell, oh glorious Mount
Friday, February 29th, 2008![]()
Left to right: Reporter Bob Mercer, columnist Jeremiah Murphy,
reporter Terry Woster and me. In front, better-than-sheet cake!
By Bill Harlan
It is with a heavy heart — not to mention a heavy digestive system after two large pieces of farewell cake — that I bid the Mount adieu. On March 17, I start my new job as public information officer for the Sanford Underground Laboratory at the Homestake gold mine in Lead.
Although my last hour at work is here in Pierre in the Capitol press room, my friends at the RCJ did manage to have a cake delivered. And it’s darned good cake, too. I was totally surprised, taken aback, choked up, befuddled and misty. I missed not having Journalites here, but good friends and colleagues in the Capitol acted as worthy stand ins. The Capitol press corps is like family, too. Besides, this goodbye will be tough duty. Words fail . I’ll see all of you soon. (Maybe sooner than you think, if I ever get out of here.)
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Photo by Leland Brokaw: The Capitol press room (minus those folks down in the dungeon).
This group represents 89 years of experience reporting from the South Dakota Legislature.
And I’ve got just two of those years. Left to right in back: Joe Kafka and Chet Brokaw of the Associated Press,
Bob Mercer of the Capitol News Bureau, Terry Woster of the Sioux Falls Argus-Leader
and me, wearing a tie from the collection of the late Ron Bender. *
If I was “surprised” by the cake, I suffered a massive cerebral electro-chemical storm followed by near-total organ shutdown at Gov. Mike Rounds’ press conference. At the very end, the governor he proclaimed Feb. 29 “Bill Harlan Day.”** Then he read a proclamation obviously written by a Wosterian hand. An investigation revealed it wasn’t Terry or Jim. (My fellow Blogmore god Kevin W. had urged me to attend the press conference because the governor was going to announce “something big related to Bear Butte.” Imagine the governor’s confusion when I asked him a question about it.)
Words also fail when it comes to thanking you, the crew of Blogmorites, who have made this experiment the most fun I’ve had in 30 years of journalism. Many thousands of you lurk and read. Hundreds have commented. A few dozen regulars have given Mount Blogmore a personality unlike any other blog I’ve seen.
We posted our first top on Sept. 7, 2004. As of right now, we’re up to topic number 2,292. You have contributed 47,692 comments. We’ve been on CNN and in the New York Times. We were named best blog in the nation by one newspaper outfit. You need a crew of audience-participants to do that. Thanks, and keep coming back. (I will.)
OK, so now I’m a little embarrassed about this “all about me” post, but I can’t resist sharing an excerpt from the proclamation: “WHEREAS, Bill believes with all of his heart and several other organs that ‘a mine is a terrible thing to waste.’”
Thanks Kevin, other colleagues and Blogmorites around the globe.
* Note the Lysol bottle at the upper right. I missed a week of the session with the flu. Kevin filled in, and the first thing he did was spray the entire work area with Lysol “with bleach!” When I returned, white bleach spots covered everthing.
** Feb. 29, in addition to being my “day” and my last day, also is the day I met my wife, the lovely Marjorie Harlan. Happy second anniversary, darling!

