How Krueger came to the Reader:
I had just graduated from UC Santa Cruz in 1975 with a bachelor's in U.S. history. I hadn’t taken any journalism classes in college but always liked to write, and in my senior year I had a brief internship with an alternative weekly in Santa Cruz similar to the Reader.
In June, 1975, I came back to visit friends in San Diego (I went to SDSU for two years before transferring to UCSC). With no real interest in graduate school and no prospects for a job, I followed a friend's suggestion that I see if there was an opening for writers at the Reader.
Jim Holman, who was the editor and publisher, happened to be in the office the day I walked in unannounced. He looked at my very slim collection of clips and offered me $45 a week to write for the City Lights column, sell ads, and deliver the paper on Thursday mornings. It wasn't much money, even 45 years ago, but I found a studio apartment on Adams Avenue, right near the "Normal Heights" sign on 33rd Street, for $45 a month, which gives you an idea of how inexpensive it was to live in San Diego back then.
I didn’t have a car, but Jim was generous enough to lend me his VW Karmann Ghia.
That's how I got my start as a "professional journalist" at the San Diego Reader.
Krueger's favorite stories he wrote for the Reader:
How Krueger came to the Reader:
I had just graduated from UC Santa Cruz in 1975 with a bachelor's in U.S. history. I hadn’t taken any journalism classes in college but always liked to write, and in my senior year I had a brief internship with an alternative weekly in Santa Cruz similar to the Reader.
In June, 1975, I came back to visit friends in San Diego (I went to SDSU for two years before transferring to UCSC). With no real interest in graduate school and no prospects for a job, I followed a friend's suggestion that I see if there was an opening for writers at the Reader.
Jim Holman, who was the editor and publisher, happened to be in the office the day I walked in unannounced. He looked at my very slim collection of clips and offered me $45 a week to write for the City Lights column, sell ads, and deliver the paper on Thursday mornings. It wasn't much money, even 45 years ago, but I found a studio apartment on Adams Avenue, right near the "Normal Heights" sign on 33rd Street, for $45 a month, which gives you an idea of how inexpensive it was to live in San Diego back then.
I didn’t have a car, but Jim was generous enough to lend me his VW Karmann Ghia.
That's how I got my start as a "professional journalist" at the San Diego Reader.
Krueger's favorite stories he wrote for the Reader: