So long…

When I started working in this town, first as a freelance writer in 2009 and then as the Post’s editor in 2010, I came in with some admitted prejudices. Everyone knows about “Greenwich” — the haven of industry tycoons, trophy wives, Wall Street schemers and trust fund kids. Any kind of economic tension I imagined here was not between the rich and the poor, but between Old and New Money.

Some of what I’ve encountered here has gone beyond my wildest dreams of wealth and excess. Never have I seen as much fur and feathers as at the polo matches in the back country, and I’m not talking about the horses. Nor have I ever met so many elementary school kids with their own PR agents. I’ve also never seen someone so worked up as one of my staffers last year when that group of hedge fund guys won the Megamillions lottery.

But all that aside, it didn’t take long for me to realize that there is more than meets the eye about this community.

On my first day as editor, I stopped in at town hall and met the first selectman, who was presenting the balance of his campaign chest to one of the myriad charities in town that helps the less fortunate. Every week I’ve written headlines about all the “fund-raisers” and “walks for the cure” and “donations toward the cause.” This is a town where public-private partnerships actually work, where many use their money to help the greater good.

Greenwich, population 60,000, the size of a city, really can feel like a small town. People here want to see the school system get better and have thrown their support behind initiatives that will help prepare the next generation for an unknown future. Residents are stewards of the environment and are invested in the land and the community. It bespeaks a latent optimism among townspeople, even in these past few difficult years.

It has been challenging but rewarding working in Greenwich, so I leave this post for the West Coast with bittersweet sentiment. At the same time, I am thrilled to be handing over the reins to Ken Borsuk, whom many of you know by his countless bylines and dogged, thorough reporting in these pages. Ken knows this town better than anyone, and cares deeply about the community and this paper. So I truly feel I am leaving you in good hands.

And so I say so long, Greenwich. Thank you for reading.

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