Memories of the Toronto Sun - Bill Sandford:
As the 40th anniversary of the Toronto Sun approaches, I feel a sense of dread and euphoria. It would have been nice to have a celebration to look forward to.
Although not a day one photographer, I was around for the launch, cruising downtown with a scanner, hoping for the big one.
It was five years later that I joined the staff of the Sun, now located on King St. E., starting out as a two-way on the police desk, replacing Al Craig, who had decided to join the Toronto Fire Department.
A year later, I was a full-time photographer and enjoyed the freedom of working out of my car. I found out that being a reporter left you chained to a desk too much.
The dread I mentioned comes from the fact that the paper could be gone at any moment, the massive newsroom we had in the early years squeezed into a much smaller space. Euphoria comes from remembering the days of big stories and scooping the Star, which was often.
I have just come back from a lunch with the Toronto EMS pioneers. This is a group of retirees and those with long service. I was inducted as an honourary member because of the special relationship I had built up over many years.
I started meeting up with the EMS supervisors for coffee when working the night shift, or whenever we could meet up during a day shift. We usually got together at any big incidents and that relationship paid off in spades.
There were many stories I fed to the newsroom, with information from a supervisor, something that wasn’t on the radios.
I enjoyed chasing news, as it was the foundation of our tabloid roots.
I garnered over 20 awards during my time at the Sun, including the first NNA for photography in 1979.
And I enjoyed working with a great bunch of photographers and reporters too numerous to mention. You know who you are.
Bill Sandford
London, Ont. Although not a day one photographer, I was around for the launch, cruising downtown with a scanner, hoping for the big one.
It was five years later that I joined the staff of the Sun, now located on King St. E., starting out as a two-way on the police desk, replacing Al Craig, who had decided to join the Toronto Fire Department.
A year later, I was a full-time photographer and enjoyed the freedom of working out of my car. I found out that being a reporter left you chained to a desk too much.
The dread I mentioned comes from the fact that the paper could be gone at any moment, the massive newsroom we had in the early years squeezed into a much smaller space. Euphoria comes from remembering the days of big stories and scooping the Star, which was often.
I have just come back from a lunch with the Toronto EMS pioneers. This is a group of retirees and those with long service. I was inducted as an honourary member because of the special relationship I had built up over many years.
I started meeting up with the EMS supervisors for coffee when working the night shift, or whenever we could meet up during a day shift. We usually got together at any big incidents and that relationship paid off in spades.
There were many stories I fed to the newsroom, with information from a supervisor, something that wasn’t on the radios.
I enjoyed chasing news, as it was the foundation of our tabloid roots.
I garnered over 20 awards during my time at the Sun, including the first NNA for photography in 1979.
And I enjoyed working with a great bunch of photographers and reporters too numerous to mention. You know who you are.
Bill Sandford
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We want to give everyone the opportunity to mark the 40th anniversary.
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