We just found out that our editorial cartoonist, Kevin Siers, won the Pulitzer. That's the highest award in American journalism so to say we're proud of him is an understatement.
I've worked here for more than two decades and there has always been a super strict ban on alcohol on the Observer premises. That went out the window today. The champagne is flowing and we are all giddy.
I've noticed that a lot of people mispronounce Kevin's last name. It's pronounced sigh-ers, not sears. I can always remember that because Kevin is so in love with his wife, Jean, that they look at each other and sigh all the time. Or at least that's the connection I've made in my brain so I can remember to say his last name correctly.
Since Kevin found out about the award yesterday, of course my first question for his wife was, "What's it like to sleep with a Pulitzer winner?" And that was before I had a glass of champagne.
Kevin, true to his terrific sense of humor, is quick to point out that he also recently won a fishing contest in his beloved home state of Minnesota.
Kevin and Jean have an equally outstanding son named Michael, so if the headline in tomorrow's paper says, "Michael's Dad Wins Pulitzer" you'll understand.
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