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Thank those you learn from before it's too late

9/18/2017

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A few weeks ago a friend emailed me saying that the back-to-back deaths of two well respected basketball coaches who affected their players’ lives in a major way (Rollie Massimino and Jud Heathcote), got him to thinking about mentors and role models – and suggested that might make a good blog post.

 I struggled with how to approach the topic, mostly with how to identify those people.  There were many men and women I learned from but few who met the criteria for "mentors." As the days rolled by, two men I learned from passed away.

One was the former mayor of my home town who I got to know well when I was covering City Hall for the local paper. I met pretty much daily with Mayor Edward D. (Mike) Bergin Jr. as part of my rounds of City Hall offices for news.  I covered his campaigns, his wins, his governing and his losses.

Mike passed away Aug. 10 at 74.

I got my first real exposure to politics through covering the mayor and my first exposure of how a larger city (about 110,000 population) was run, a good microcosm of governing and politics that came in handy as my career moved from journalism to politics.

Bob Veillette, who was my city editor at the Waterbury Republican-American, died last Wednesday. Bob was a talented journalist, master pianist, Shakespeare aficionado and a very fine husband and father. A little over 10 years ago Bob suffered a brain stem stroke that left him paralyzed and “locked in” – his brain functioned as always but he couldn’t move or speak.

Bergin was the longest serving mayor in Waterbury history, winning seven terms, not consecutively. He was a slight man with a big Irish sense of humor. It was often thought Bergin was “crooked” and my publisher especially thought he was. I often was assigned to look into allegations and came up empty each time. 

Each time I looked into an accusation, at some point I approached the mayor and each time he took it seriously, obviously knowing there was nothing to each charge. But he handled it up front, pointed me to friends and/or appointees who would confirm his view and provide, when possible, paper to demonstrate his innocence.

Later in my career, when I began working as a spokesman for politicians, I applied many of those upfront, transparent approaches that the mayor exhibited, and they came in most handy.

Bob Veillette was the other end of the spectrum, in many ways. I was a natural cynic, it pays to be one when working as a reporter. And Bob was a guy who wanted to print, as do responsible journalists, the truth and be fair to both sides. He went about that in what came across to some as almost an innocent, childlike (in a good way) approach. He didn’t assume the allegation he heard was true but he wanted it pursued if it came from a legitimate source. And he only published when he thought his reporters had done all they could on a story.

He also was a generous, kind and gentle man. There was office politics, of course, and while Bob often seemed to always side with management, it was later in life when I looked back on those times that I saw Bob was playing office politics to the news’ best ends. He was an upbeat, fair-minded editor, giving his reporters the space we needed to our jobs, but always asking the right questions when we thought we were done.

After his stroke and the locked-in syndrome, Bob continued his optimistic approach to life, working hard to overcome the limits the syndrome put him under, communicating only with his eyes. Locked-in sucks every physical strength from you – touch, speech, walking – but not hearing or cognizance. He knew everything going on around him.

He and his family – who were his dedicated caregivers -- were dove into finding answers for those who would suffer the same syndrome,  knowing it would never help Bob. Bob joined in, lobbying in the state legislature and others.

I can’t imagine how much he wished he could hug his wife, kids (all quite accomplished) and grandchildren as his eyes and ears experienced things around him but his ability to reach to those things was physically impaired. The cruelest cut of all for him, I have no doubt.

When I heard that the mayor was under Hospice care, I dashed off a note to him, thanking him for the lessons he taught me. But I know the letter didn’t arrive before he passed.

Bob was grace, strength and belief in more ways than I ever will know. But I try, partly because of him.

I wish I had sent Bob a note, but I didn’t, it was too late. Lesson? Tell people what you need to tell now because tomorrow may not come.

I'll get to the mentors but, for now, may Mike and Bob rest in peace, and may I continue to learn their lessons.


7 Comments
Larz Neilson
9/18/2017 06:29:57 pm

A beautiful piece, BJ. Discussions with those you love, your family, good friends and mentors, is time well-spent. Put yourself in their stead. Enjoy them, even if it's only to hold their hand. It will help ease your sorrow when they're gone.

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B. Jay
9/18/2017 07:18:23 pm

Thanks, Larz.

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Bobbie Richards
9/19/2017 08:13:00 am

Thank you for the reminder. It matters and it enriches our lives to acknowledge the gifts we are given. It is also a nudge to mentor others when you can!

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Jane Anderson
9/19/2017 08:15:24 pm

Thanks for this excellent piece. I'm curious about the specific years when Bob was city editor. Did Bob follow Floyd Knox as city editor? And before Bob was city editor, was he a copy editor at the paper? Although I did not work at the paper while Bob was city editor, the late George Krimsky told me all about Bob's terrible plight with great pathos.

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B. Jay
9/20/2017 04:00:36 am

Jane,

He did serve as assistant wire editor and wire editor. He replaced Floyd if I recall, but I know he came after Floyd. He was managing editor when the stroke hit. I don't remember the exact years he was city editor but was after Floyd and he was still in the slot when I left in '81.

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Laura Melillo
9/20/2017 05:30:43 am

BJay
YOU my friend are the best mentor anyone could ever hope and dream to have in one' s life. Wicked smart. Strategic. Patient. Kind. Non-judgmental. Unconditional. Thank you for the many lessons I learned working in your sphere of greatness. I am always grateful for your gift of leadership.

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B. Jay
9/20/2017 10:46:02 am

Thank you, Laura. We did have a good time and did good work. Miss you, my friend.

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    B. Jay is a former deputy White House press secretary to Presidents Reagan and George H.W. Bush. He also headed the communications offices at the Republican National Committee, U.S. Department of Commerce, and Yale University. He is a former reporter and is the retired deputy managing director of APCO Worldwide's Washington, D.C., office.
    He is the father of three daughters and grandfather of five boys and one girl. He lives in Marion, Mass.

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