Linda Stasi has never been to Pueblo. Born and raised in New York City, she grew up more accustomed to skyscrapers and the fast pace of urban life, in a city that moves too quickly to linger on its own ghosts. Her daily landscape was far from the high desert climate and steel histories that mark this town. And yet, it is here, along the bend of the Arkansas River, that a legacy began, one that would help define her long before she understood its reach.
Before we met, I found myself studying Stasi’s résumé. Decades in New York journalism. Well known columnist. Novelist. National platforms. She has had the kind of career built in newsrooms where bylines were currency. I wondered what I could possibly offer her in conversation, what common ground could exist between a writer from Pueblo and a woman shaped by Manhattan media.
And then we logged on…