AT a recent function, a lovely lady named Anne Carmichael introduced herself.
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Her father, Rupert John Williams, known as Jack, was editor of The Examiner between 1938 and 1966.
His 28 years at the helm was the longest of any editor, but only just. Inaugural editor James Aikenhead served 27 years between 1842 to 1869. Frederick Prichard also notched up 27 years between 1893 to 1920.
It is quite staggering (and intimidating) to think that since its foundation in 1842, only 13 people have edited the paper.
It is an immense honour to be the 14th editor of the third oldest continually operating newspaper in Australia.
At the risk of providing a dry history lesson, the paper was founded in Brisbane Street with a printing press smuggled into Van Diemen's Land disguised as brewery machinery.
The first three editions were free before the price went up to a sixpence.
It moved to its current location in 1857.
In the first edition, The Examiner's founder, Reverend John West, attacked convict transportation and how it damaged building a respectable and thriving society.
The anti-transportation campaign helped unify the colonies and sowed the seeds of Federation.
Standing up for Tasmania - particularly Northern Tasmania - is in The Examiner's DNA.
The paper has a long and proud tradition of advocating for its area and its people. That is something it will clearly keep doing.
Having grown up in Launceston, The Examiner has had a big part in my life.
It was always on our table and any family members who made it into print were immortalised in family scrapbooks.
I was roped into a picture story about school sports once. The photographer who took the picture of me as a 12-year-old is still here today.
When I walked through the door, it was a cardinal sin to write about yourself in a news story.
"You are not the story," one particularly hard sub-editor would boom if an "I" popped up in your copy. "Get out of the way of the story."
The sub was, and remains, correct: I am not the story. The people who produce The Examiner are the story.
It is a huge undertaking to put out a paper every day. Hundreds of people across several departments all have an input.
In my younger days, I'd go out for a few drinks after work on Friday night and marvel when I got home that the newspaper had beaten me to the doorstep.
How quickly it all came together. How much co-ordination that takes is amazing.
It's fair to say too that people have a love-hate relationship with the paper - and its editors, no doubt. It stems from the strong sense of ownership that the community has for "its" paper.
I welcome the love and will bear the hate.
They are both vital in the goal of continual improvement - of both the product and the community.
The Examiner will next year move from its Paterson Street home to a new building in Cimitiere Street.
It will be sad to leave the old site, which used to house the press and lots of memories for innumerable people.
But the modern building will provide a new way of working under the old goals of serving, building and informing the community.