The saddest day of the week for me this week was the day I learned news director Julie Moravchik is leaving WDAZ.
Julie and I only worked together for something like a year. Long enough, though, to realize she was unlike any other news director I ever worked with in what has been for me a fairly long career in broadcast news. A news director who tried to instill in her co-workers the highest standards of a complex and demanding business. A news director who kept the newsroom stocked with peanut butter, jelly and white bread, so that her reporters would at least have “sometime” to eat when they were unable to stop for lunch because of the television’s insane deadlines. A news director who drove her people as hard as anyone I’ve ever worked with and yet one who cared much, much more about them as people and what was best for them than anything else.
In her very first meeting with her newsroom staff I remember Julie talked about how she envisioned the staff winning an Emmy. An Emmy! To be honest, my thought then was this woman is not playing with a full deck. In more than four decades in television news I’d never been to an Emmy gala, much less been a part of winning one.
But fast forward something like twelves months and there I standing along side a half dozen or so other WDAZers in the Metropolitan Club of Target Field in Minneapolis holding the Emmy we had just won for team coverage, while Julie delivered the perfect “little engine that could” speech. Now, more than two months later, I am still not over that moment.
I don’t know much, but I know this. Television is one of the strangest of businesses. It can eat up people and spit them out in no time flat.
But I also know this. The best is yet to come for Julie. I can’t wait to see that happen.