A message from the editor:
Reporter and columnist Leon Emo gave his friends and colleagues a very merry Christmas present this week. He was able to leave St. Agnes Hospital in Fresno and take up residence in a nearby rehabilitation facility. There, for at least a couple of weeks, they will help speed his recovery from an ordeal none of us would have wanted to endure.
I won’t tell you any details, because I think he is putting them together for a column, and Heaven help me if I break the embargo on that one. As I told him in a text message when he first became ill, some writers will do anything for a column topic.
And I was right, apparently.
The last couple of days, he has dictated notes for future columns to His Gal, who has been at his side since the whole adventure in modern medicine started Dec. 5, a little after 6 a.m., when he was getting ready to answer some emails in his study at home before starting on his column for that Friday’s Madera Tribune. That normal-seeming, routine day, however, soon turned into a life-and-death struggle.
I first learned about it at 1:21 p.m. when I received a message from Leon’s son, Michael. It was a message of a nature I had never seen from or about Leon before: “Leon is ill and won’t be able to turn in his column.” It was the first time Leon had ever missed writing Mo’s Musings in the 11 years I’ve worked with him. I knew then that something had gone horribly wrong for Leon and his family. And I was right.
That’s all I’m going to tell you about Leon’s adventure for now, because Leon himself will be writing about it soon, and he will want to tell it his way.
— Charles Doud, editor, The Madera Tribune